[music: Argento, Marcolin, lyrics: Wead]
I bid my last wits a sad goodbye
Sundown is closing in
There are secrets the dreamland keep
More than meets the eye
Eyes deceiving false conceiving
Thoughts misleading fear`s exceeding
It is the things you see
And the things you don`t
It is the things you hear
And the things you won`t
Dancing shadows upon my wall
Nightmares closing in
They have won if I fall asleep
Then I`m surely lost
The walls are bleeding, painful breathing
The night`s impending, a fright unending
It is the things you see
And the things you don`t
It is the things you hear
And the things you won`t
The walls are bleeding, painful breathing
The night`s impending, a fright unending
It is the things you see
And the things you don`t
It is the things you hear
And the things you won`t
The things you see
The things you see
The things you see
The things you see