I woke up this morning

With a faintness in my head 

Around 6:30, I went back to bed

To encounter the edge of madness I despair

The voices at night running up a scare 

They follow me here 

They follow me there

Nothing but whispers in the air 

"What is it?" you ask of me. 

I'm clasping the sheets above my pillow

One voice escapes and runs through my body

The others stay and continue to whisper 

Fifteen years later

I am mad

The voices at night never went to bed

With the flicker of a lamp 

Or the protection of its shade 

They still haunt me every day

I am in chains 

I am in a frame of mind that no one can change

I hear your every thought 

Don't worry, I won't stop

I write this to you

It's so hard to forget 

The voices in my head 

At night I hear you

Your footsteps creaking in 

The sheets go over my head 

My blood runs cold

Then turns to flames

Though it is dark

I still see your face

Through heartache and rage

I keep up with your pace

Keep out of my way

I will do the same

Until we meet again

May the voices at night

Drag you away

And may you burn in hell

On a bright summer day

The voices summon you to die

And all I do is cry 

The voices are me

The voices are dead

The voices at night have 

Gone to bed.