"Human dreams - such a fruitful place to plant the seeds of terror." Child i arise In your dreams As a creature - of dread As a demon - or a wicked witch What pleases me - i choose I am the master - of terror I create your nightmares Child - i am tearing you - apart My mastery - can not be escaped Black claws tears your mind Black chaos - black terror Child - i am your pain I'll engrave pain - into your soul I will set your soul on fire Black flames will rise - as the gate Opens - into the realm - of the dead Here - you will sleep - eternally And in your never ending dream I will dance - and laugh And i will feed Again - and again