All alone, walking down the dim hallway,
light just from a few candles;
the only sound is your faint footsteps beneath you…
You think you’re alone.
Creeping shadows coming from behind you,
you turn around but nothing’s there.
You let it go, thinking no-big-deal.
Let me tell you, this is real.
A live nightmare…
Unaware, something is following you.
You can feel the presence.
Now you’re running, wait, running where?
Did I tell you there’s no way out of here?
Creeping shadows coming from behind you,
you turn around but nothing’s there.
You let it go, thinking no-big-deal.
Let me tell you, this is real.