• Your entire body is pulsing with fear
    And your veins run with icy terror
    Your racing heart
    Is beating a violent tattoo against your chest
    Your throat is raw
    Your screams unheard
    You want to wake up
    You want to escape
    To flee this realm of cold despair
    And return to the reality for which you care
    You wish
    You beg
    You pray
    You plead
    For this
    For a means of escape
    Even though
    You already know
    That this time
    Nightmare has became reality