Running Wild

A blue and blinding light is devouring the dark
Someone must be there, it's no fancy and no lark
Footsteps trail my moves, I turn around and no one's there
Phantom hands that touch my back, a pungent smell in the air
Black-eyed visitors talk to me at night
Revealing the truth
Sinister eyes
Deciphering the prophecy
Sinister eyes
Warning of catastrophe
Muddled hours are still lost, a weird module at my neck
Curious voice that talks to me, piercing eyes that hit my back
A dream crawls through my sleep, a small and greyskinned !!seer!!
He talks about the universe, I feel I've known him form a hundred years
Black-eyed visitors talk to me at night
Revealing the truth