Midnight tolls on the clock downstairs
A reminding voice inside my head that does not care
His rapture keeps me waiting for a life behind the attic door
Footsteps on the stairs...no one there...
I watch my shadow fade to gray
From the warmth of daylights charm
I cower, turn and run away
From a light so bright and warm
With my fading health
I start to cry and cut myself
To watch the blood look silver
In the blessing of the moon...
I sit here in my rocking chair
They`ve come again to tie me down and wash my hair
Faceless figures on the wall
Haunt me `til the morning dawn
Behind the Attic door
Why can`t they let me go?
Here where devil`s roam
Twisted and bleeding all alone
In this hell beyond the light
On the other side of Midnight...
The other side of Midnight!!
I bang my head against the wall
To kill the demons in my soul
I blind myself so I can`t see
Evil things inside of me...
You`re not me?
Who`s there?
Am I evil?