I'm cold, I'm scared, I long for sleep,
The night is dark, with terrors too deep,
I close my eyes, shut out every desire,
For now there's no savior, no recuing messiah,
I scream at my terrors, allay my fears,
Fight the rush, of these oncoming tears,
All around me now, I see the flames,
Bones and flesh, all one and the same,
Dogs of war, with fangs of pain,
Crowds of men, all gone insane,
I see the ravens, with ebony wings,
So I shut them out, and then I sing,
For I'm cold, I'm scared, I long for sleep,
To grant me refuge, in it's eternal keep.