Come - because it's already so late
Have a look under the bed
Kneel down for the prayer
Come - tug the cover up to your chin
And when you finally dream
I come into your mind
The heart races
Because you're on the run from something
Your pulse races because death stands behind you
Don't turn aroun
Run away and stay silent
The one who turns around tonight
Will be killed
Come - soon you'll see me
Because the one who faces me
Can understand the dreams
God - has hidden me inside of you
Tomorrow morning if Gods wants to
You'll roused again
Your heart races ...
Don't turn around ...
Keep in mind that you are mortal
And that your flesh consists of ash
That every night is the last night