Little red lights.
One on my left, one on my right
And two right in front of me.

They stare at me,
Watching my motionless struggle
With reality.

Little red lights.
One on my left, one on my right
And two right in front of me.

They're closer now.
Still watching. Still staring.
Still waiting.

Little red lights.
One on my left, one on my right
And two right in front of me.

Closer again.
Still watching. Still staring
As I start fading.

Little red lights.
One on my left, one on my right
And two right in front of me.

I'm almost gone,
But they're still there.
In one last act of desperation,
I grab at the curtain, only to reveal
The blood red moon of their
inspiration.

Little red lights.
One on my left, one on my right,
two right in front of me,
And one that has crushed me.