Bogeys and rabid hounds
Those things are there without a doubt
There´s monsters behind
There´s torture behind
Don´t look back
Keep up the speed
They´ll always keep your fear burning

Tearing, grinding and mauling me
Crawling inside my skin
Unstable every minute more
Victim of just a random spin
Of the injustice wheel
Must be our gods are getting bored

Fuck them, wanna see ´em burn
Robbed from our thoughts and what we´ve learnt
Is to sit down and sigh
They´ll go down tonight
The blackness there, why can´t you see
It´s meant to keep your fear burning

Sore