Leave the window of your soul closed,
for a crisp wind of monsters
will come in when no one knows.
Dark liquid drip
drops from the window seal.
The sound of nothing letting you know the threat is real
the threat is inevitably coming for you.
They’re coming for you,
The monsters are coming for me too.
I prayed to God my soul to keep,
and awoke to red eyes over me.
My mind ran circles to escape,
but monsters had my soul to take,
and then there was light.
I guess these nightmares won’t stop working
my brain and body on the other side,
a gust of wind waters my sleepy eyes.
My bedroom window is open to the morning sky.
I stand to feel my feet and I find
dark liquid dripped
dropped from that window of mine,
and that’s when I suddenly realized
monsters came through my window last night