Monster Within

So you say that you cannot sleep, you're not into

counting sheep

All the monsters are for real, something out there, the

way you feel

Grown up man, you're still losing sleep, aliens hiding

in the deep

Nights of terror and gates of hell, can't get rid of

that brimstone smell

Something moving, you fire away and suddenly you're in

the play

Started something you can't control, survival means

you'll sell your soul

The boogie man has come to town and close your door for

the killing clown

The coffin master's house of rats, the pale white duke,

the lord of bats

It's so easy to slip away into the shades at the end of

the day

Into the world of make believe but things are not the

way they seem to be

There's something out there, they scare me too

They won't bring out the best of you

Someday they'll put a gun in your hand, a real gun, do

you understand?

You've got the right to protect yourself

You've got the nerve to ask for help

You've got the piece at a handy place

And babe you got the maze, you got the maze

There is something out there, there's always been

I've seen the killer, he lives within

I've heard the aliens screaming loud – Ho-ho-ho-ha

It's so easy to slip away into the shades at the end of

the day

Into the world of make believe but things are not the

way they seem to be

There's something out there, they scare me too

They won't bring out the best of you

Someday they'll put a gun in your hand

A real gun, do you understand, do you understand?

There's a corner in this dark room of your mind

Where spiders spin their web

This black moon sadly shines, what a shame

What would you do if you did not belong

To the beautiful dream, being ugly and mean

Sinister thoughts just filled up your mind

To get your revenge, for the pain that is yours

See, see the black knife dancing upon his back

There is just no limit to the pain that he can take

Come see the hurricane inside his brain

There's no limit when the madness risin' wide awake

What becomes of our children, what is left of innocence

Who will feed them, who will teach them

When the sane is out for lunch

What becomes of our leaders, what is left, less of

trust

Ride this bitch that is power, incognito...into the

dusk

Mother Mary, she's left the building crying

Silent tears rolling down her cheek

Following the final breakdown, built this monster from

within!

Speaking to the mob, talking to yourself

Because you are not the same as anybody else

You are something bigger, you have bigger plans

You're the Pied Piper of intolerance!!

Something moving, you fire away

And suddenly you're in the play

Started something you can't control

Survival means you'll sell your soul

The boogie man has come to town

And close your door for the killing clown

The coffin master's house of rats

The pale white duke, the lord of bats