Lucid Dementia - Close Your Eyes

Where do we go when we are dead?
I don’t know
I’m lying in my bed
And there’s something tapping at my window
I know it’s in my head
The sound of a woman’s voice as she’s softly crying
Now I have a feeling of dread
As my heart beats
Keeping the rhythm of my labored breathing
Coldness creeps into the room
Something is sliding on the floor
This night is quiet as a tomb
Something is pushing on the door
There is something in the house
Something in the house
Something in the house
And I can’t breathe

Windows close and doors will open
Close your eyes
Close your eyes
Widnows close and doors will open
Close your eyes
Close your eyes

I don’t believe in ghosts
They’re not real
But the tingling sensation up my spine
A cold chill
A quiet voice outside
My window a wind blows
Across my face
It’s out of place
I trace it
Back to the corner of my room
There’s nothing there
Except the strange sensation of a hard glare
Like someone's looking at me in anger
Like there’s someone coming at me in anger
And I feel an odd sensation of danger
An ever rising feeling of danger
There’s a hand on my throat
A hand on my throat
A hand on my throat
And I can’t breathe

Windows close and doors will open
Close your eyes
Close your eyes
Widnows close and doors will open
Close your eyes
Close your eyes

Something is always watching…
Something is always watching…
Something is always watching…
Something is always watching…

Windows close and doors will open
Close your eyes
Close your eyes
Widnows close and doors will open
Close your eyes
Close your eyes
Windows close and doors will open (I close my eyes in the dead of the night)
Close your eyes (But it doesn’t keep the fear out)
Close your eyes (Doesn’t keep the fear out)
Widnows close and doors will open (I close my eyes in the dead of the night)
Close your eyes (But it doesn’t keep the fear out)
Close your eyes (Doesn’t keep the fear out)