He stares, I know he's always watching
Like my conscience from inside
The man inside the mirrors blotching
Out the memories that I hide
His eyes lock on and penetrate me
In my fear he does delight
He sees the dreams
I dream at night
Inching, creeping as I'm sleeping
Tearing at the walls within
Peeking, peering, even peeping
Taking in all of my sin
Picking at the memories I keep
Locked inside my head so tight
He steals the dreams
I dream at night
He stands there with resounding vigor
Contemplating how ill end
His finger resting on the trigger
A finger that I can't unbend
Digging deep with long black arrows
That fill my body full of fright
He kills the dreams
I dream at night