Here comes the night
Out of mind
Out of sight
Here comes the loneliness
Here comes the void
Here comes the emptiness
Of a pillow soiled
Here comes the dread
Of a lonely bed
A million voices in your head
Here come the morbid thoughts
Here comes the gaping well
Here come the tears that stream
Here lay the dying dreams
Here come the nightly terrors
Come and face the truthful mirrors
Here comes your well of horrors
Here comes your treasure of sorrows
Clutch your pillow
Eyes shut tight
And pray the day rips
Through the night