
He finds you when you're sleeping.
He rattles on your door.
He makes your nightmares real,
He will make you beg for more.
No hole is small enough to hide,
Nowhere is left to run.
The Nightmare Man will find you
Beneath the Midnight Sun.
But don't despair, my children;
He hasn't found you yet.
I stand forever vigilant
Against the Devil's favourite pet.
But if he ever finds you,
When I am old and frail,
You must confront him face to face;
Tear off his darkened veil.
Only when he is no more
Will your dark thoughts cease.
But until that bright day comes, my love,
You must learn to love the beast.
