The Demons Of The Deep

They Visit At Night
In The Hours Of Sleep
Creeping In Your Mind
The Demons Of The Deep

Speaking In Tongues
Twisting Your Thoughts
You Have Tried To Fight Them Before
But Everytime You Have Lost
Your Body Is Frozen
You Can Not Escape
A Puppet You Have Become
Nothing More Than A Slave

They Visit At Night
In The Hours Of Sleep
Creeping In Your Mind
The Demons Of The Deep

The Voices Drive You Mad
The Screams Drive You Insane
Like A Knife They Scratch The Skin
All You Feel Is Burning Pain
Suffering Until The End Of Time
Satan Is Ringing The Bells
In The Depths You Will Go
The Darkest Part Of Hell

They Visit At Night
In The Hours Of Sleep
Creeping In Your Mind
The Demons Of The Deep