Losing my grip of reality...
Sleeping in a crypt
Unable to move my body
Corpses and tombs are all I see
End this nightmare, set me free!
Voices calling my name...
Lying cold in a gallery of shadows
Fear strikes like a dagger of ice
I try to escape the madness
To avoid their arms
And as I fail and stumble into them
I can hear the sound
The sound of wings...