In the dream where I'm to walk
There's a park in a somber fog
Hidden daylight behind the veil of night
not a single ray of light

It seems like everything's remaining in the darkness
Shadows growing tall
My ways goes down beneath the ruins and the pastness
Who knows what may dwell there?
It seems like everything's remaining in the darkness
But I will make it through the swarm

From a tree - all burnt and dead
Hangs a nest of silver threads
In a bare yard, behind a rusted swing
A slimy creature stares at me

It seems like everything's remaining in the darkness
Shadows growing tall
My ways goes down beneath the ruins and the pastness
Who knows what may dwell there?
It seems like everything's remaining in the darkness
But I will make it through the swarm