Closing the eyes to the terrifying night
The monsters are creeping about this time silent
Whatcha gonna do?
Where ya gonna run?
There's no one around but him
What's he gonna do?
What's he gonna say?
The devil's in front of you
Clouding your point of view
Keeping a grasp on the wrong from right inside
Clutching for life that the knuckle's turning white
The devil's in front of you
The devil's in front of you
The devil's in front of you
Tell yourself the truth