Noise - Benighted

Rising from the depths

When all the lights are off

It never sleeps, still and waiting

Its breath under my bed

Strikes the ground

With a sleepless terror

Evaporates the smoke

Disturbing the peaceful silence

The exhaling fear of nocturnal

Threat followed by heartbeats

Sweat crawling on the ground with it

Eyes can see, never sleep

Through this noise

Eyes can see

Keep them open to hear the sounds

Let’s listen to this discrete noise

It’s the shiver traveling your skin

The hunter aiming at its prey

Calling in a murmur for the help I’ll never receive

Nocturnal terror born from the thing under my bed

Crouching in a pale shadow

Waiting for the bait to show up

Clenched fists, half awake, half asleep

Nothing seems real in this twisted

Dimension of conscience

Materialization of all nightmares

Drawing slowly the paint

While I desperately wait

For the morning to come

Seconds are hours and I’ll try to

Move in the complete dark space

Until it finally grabs my feet