The eyes,
The entities in the darkness,
The ones I feel behind me,
I peer over my shoulder to find nothing.
Am I...
Crazy?
Or is my body giving in,
Am I to die?
How do I live like this?
The monsters, the people
The ones I see,
Ready to kill me,
But what I've been good at hiding,
Is that I bring my own vanquish,
Fear,
Fear,
Fear,
The entities I feel,
The spawn of fear,
The killers I see,
Were sent by me...
