We are the beasts under your bed, we're so inviting.


We are the lost, we are the dead and we're here to make sure you're aware.



We are the ghosts outside your door, creeping in slowly.

We are the guy you're looking for; yeah we have all the answers you need.



But phantoms come and phantoms go


We are the soldiers of the night and still stand strong


So keep holding on



We are the voices in your head, when you need silence.

We are the lost, we are the dead and we're here to make sure you