| She can’t stand the fear inside her head |
| When the lights go out |
| And she’s lying on the sheets of her bed |
| There’s an evil feeling crawling up her neck |
| As she stares at the night |
| And sees a darker shade of black |
| Of black |
| Of black |
| The world of shadows |
| Feel the wind blow |
| Phantoms are rising from below |
| An unnamed feeling |
| Keeps concealing |
| All the things you can’t believe |
| All inside be scared of the night |
| The spirit world is close, call for the ghosts |
| All inside be scared of the night |
| The apparition’s here, it makes you fear the night |
| From time to time you see what can’t be true |
| Familiar people long since gone |
| Return to speak to you |
| There’s a strange thing going on |
| At a witching hour scene |
| When you call for them they’ll come to you |
| From the world unseen |
| Unseen |
| Unseen |
| The world of shadows |
| Feel the wind blow |
| Phantoms are rising from below |
| An unnamed feeling |
| Keeps concealing |
| All the things you can’t believe |
| All inside be scared of the night |
| The spirit world is close, call for the ghosts |
| All inside be scared of the night |
| The apparition’s here, it makes you fear the night |
| We’re calling you, the other world |
| We’re hearing what you tell |
| The haunting spirits speak to us |
| Of heaven and of hell |
| Blackened dust is everywhere |
| Make the mystery clear |
| Surrender to the ghostly shade |
| The knowledge and the fear |
| All inside, we keep calling the ghosts |
| All inside be scared of the night |
| The spirit world is close, call for the ghosts |
| All inside be scared of the night |
| The apparition’s here, it makes you fear the night |