(Verse 1 - 70 BPM, Andante - Sub-bass drone, clean guitar arpeggios, whispered vocals)
The light switch clicks *(CLICK)*, the world goes black, a chill down my spine. Every shadow stretches long, twisting, not quite defined. My breath is shallow, my eyes dart wide, searching the gloom. Is that just the window rattling, or something in this room? I swear I heard a whisper, just beyond the closed door, A name I don't remember, scrawled on the floor.
(Pre-Chorus - 85 BPM, Moderato - Drums slowly enter, distorted guitar chord swells, growing synth pads)
The silence hums, a static dread, a prickle on my skin. My own reflection in the pane, a stranger looking in. Is it just my mind playing tricks, or the night playing its game? No, this terror's too real, it's whispering my name...
(Chorus - 90 BPM, Moderato - Drums more prominent, distorted guitars, strained vocals, more prominent ambient sounds: skittering, low growls)
Shadows stretch and shadows creep, what nightmares do they keep? Under the bed, a hungry sigh, a red glow in the eye. The closet door, it creaks ajar, reflecting every scar. These crawling things, they tap and scrape, no hope for my escape! Giant centipedes, a thousand legs, invading all my space. I need my home back, out of this terrifying place!
(Verse 2 - 95 BPM, Moderato - More active drums, heavier guitar riffs, vocals become more panicked)
The neighbor's watching, eyes like coals, from his window across the street. A twisted grin, a secret known, he shuffles on his feet. Then through the fog, a slavering snout, a howl rips through the night. Werewolves prowl, with teeth poked out, bathed in pale moonlight! **(HOWL)** And in the attic, a fluttering sound, black wings against the pane. Vampires hunger, flying 'round, for b***d to ease their pain! **(BAT SQUEAKS**)
(Chorus - 100 BPM, Moderato/Allegro - Full band, aggressive vocals, intensified ambient sounds: skittering, howls, bat wings, gurgling)
Shadows stretch and shadows creep, what nightmares do they keep? Under the bed, a hungry sigh, a red glow in the eye. The closet door, it creaks ajar *(CREAK)*, reflecting every scar. These crawling things, they tap and scrape, no hope for my escape! Giant centipedes, a thousand legs, invading all my space. I need my home back, out of this terrifying place!
(Bridge - 105 BPM, Allegro - Music becomes more chaotic, synth dissonance, screams/gasps in vocals. Faster industrial percussion, more prominent gurgling, sloshing, unsettling whispers)
The Goblins chitter from the walls, their eyes like b*****g coals! Slimy hands that grab and pull, stealing all my souls! The things that squirm, the things that bite, the unseen, the grotesque! They boil and churn, a writhing mass, a truly vile request! My mind is fractured, breaking fast, I cannot take much more! This dark will swallow me at last, rattling the cellar door! GET OUT! GET OUT! LET ME BE! (Silence... then a faint, barely audible skitter sound, then eerie winds)
