oh when the night creepsup over the hillsideoh it's so quiet up
hereyou can hear your thoughts from the insideoh well it took
me a whileto take in the atmospheredark clouds of evil all around
you're only dreamingyou're only
dreamingyou're only dreamingyou're only dreaming
there is no hooded killerno draculano
frankensteinoh well it's all psychologicaloh it's all in your mind
oh when a boywe'd visit a haunted houseand there were demons insideof
that there isn't a doubtand I would hide behind
my hand every nightwith fear right there on my brow
oh I see danger in living
I'm on a runaway train without wheelsnow I'm crawling through a
tunnelwith bloodhounds at my heelseverywhere I turn
there are screams all aroundbehind trees wolves howl