My friends are talking about a bad dream.
My girl is so afraid, sheâs asking for answers.
Of what happens in my house every night.
Behind the locked doors nobody is entering.
The air is full of steam and stinks of hellish smoke.
Oh, what you see, you would never believe.
[Chorus:]
Moving shadows, come again.
Darkness falls down and eats the day.
Creeping spiders fill my bed.
Flying skull bones keep rockinâ and rollinâ
With me again.
Youâve gotta see me in the morning when Iâm awake,
Looking at me in the fuckinâ mirror.
It isnât me but just another normal man
The day at work among the every day people,
the busy streets â theyâre driving me crazy.
I canât resist until the next bloody ball.
[Chorus:]
Moving shadows, come again.
Darkness falls down and eats the day.
Creeping spiders fill my bed.
Rockinâ monsters from the hell.
[Guitar solo]
The storyâs goinâ on again and again
I canât talk anymore with my friends
(I donât care anymore about my friends)
And everybody tells me â you are a zombie man.
So, please wake me up, iâm gettinâ so crazy.
Itâs all a joke, my friends, you donât be afraid.
So, come on! Itâs party time again!...
Moving shadows, come again.
Darkness falls down and eats the day.
Creeping spiders fill my bed.
Rockinâ monsters from the hell,
from the hell, from the hell, from the hell...