| Every time when the night touches you |
| With its wing you feel a fear, |
| You’re afraid of every sound shame on you! |
| When the night covers all around |
| And it’s time to go to bed |
| Some strange voices seem to you |
| And you see the face of Evil |
| In the old mirror just just in front of you. |
| Don’t you know the nature of your fear |
| And the origin of it? |
| Now you’d better know what is shocking you. |
| Can you overcome the fear in the dark? |
| Can you say to it: «Good buy»? |
| Or you will surrender and |
| In the bed you will remember |
| Stupid prayer with a fuck fucking text in it: |
| «Now I lay me down to sleep |
| Pray the Lord my soul to keep |
| If I die before I wake |
| Pray the Lord my soul to take» |
| Look your dolls are coming to life |
| And waiting when you fall asleep; |
| Your cat’s turning into a terrible monster. |
| So pray the Lord your ass to keep! |
| Know you’ll get by your belief |
| If you trust in force of yours. |
| You will pass through the wall of stone |
| Let the Power enter your restless heart |
| You’ll grow up within a day. |
| Just remember you’ll settle an account; |
| If you aren’t ready for it |
| In the dark you’ll pray pray every day. |
| «Now I lay me down to sleep |
| Pray the Lord my soul to keep |
| If I die before I wake |
| Pray the Lord my soul to take» |
| Then the dream takes you away |
| To the desert of the horror |
| And you hear the voice of wind: |
| The sky is getting so gray |
| Run, run away |
| Use every moment and pray |
| Of your pour soul. |
| What a sorrow! The world is so great |
| It will be destroyed some day |