Why do you wake me
Always at 3
What are you showing me
That I cannot see.
Who are you
And why are you here
The atmosphere is heavy
With a feeling of fear.
I can't understand you
That language you speak
I can't move my body
Your making me weak.
Don't come any closer
I am afraid
Why do you touch me
With hands from the grave.
Your reading my thoughts
And always at this hour
Can't resist your strength
Can't deny your power.
Who is that crying?
And what is it for?
Why do you come to me
I can't take anymore.
I wake in the morning
As if it were a dream
But you'll wake me once more
With that awful scream.
I know who you are
I know what you need
Your the devil that visits me
Making me bleed.
You posses my body
You enslave my mind
And when light comes at morning
You leave me behind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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