Frightened of this thing that I’ve become,

As the night noise crackles

I escape from my shackles,

Frightened of this thing that I’ve become,

And I lose sight of my goal,

For there’s no self-control,

Frightened of this thing that I’ve become,

I live but for the night,

Hoping to never see light,

Frightened of this thing that I’ve become,

Like a werewolf daylight’s tame,

The night’s not the same,

Frightened of this thing that I’ve become,

I take things to the extreme,

And the dark is but a dream.

Frightened of this thing that I’ve become,

Indulging in the night time features,

With all the night time creatures,

Frightened of this thing that I’ve become,

Yet normal during the day,

A double life to play,

Frightened of this thing that I’ve become,

Opposite thinking yet side by side,

In my mind bound to collide,

Frightened of this thing that I’ve become,

Such momentum is hard to maintain,

Two worlds to sustain,

Frightened of this thing that I’ve become,

I feel as if I’m no longer able,

Putting it all on the table,

Frightened of this thing that I’ve become,

And the next night again,

But when would it end?

Frightened of this thing that I’ve become,

So as the day noise crackles,

I return to my shackles.