Pretty Maids

God bless me
I'm senseless
And defenseless
In my sleep
Falling
Someone calling
Something crawling
Evil breed
The mind is open when the eyes are closed
When the other side appears
Like a paranormal overload
Stare into the face of fear
It comes at night
Screaming
Eyes are bleeding
Wicked feelings
Instant cold
Taken
I'm awakened
By forsaken
Tortured souls
Sense the spirit of the walking dead
The twilight people watching me
A silent whisper of a dying breath
Chorus