
Black Bones Behind Me
Album: RAPID EYE MOVEMENT | Track 2 Full Album: https://suno.com/playlist/f813038c-4e1a-493a-a5c7-fad5880d4d8e Β© 2026 Sashariel | DIVIDED HORIZONS DκΎS Β· divided-horizons.de A solo music project created by Sashariel. Creatively directed by Sashariel, with AI-assisted instrumentation and vocals used as creative production tools. Artwork: AI-assisted base artwork, manually redrawn and refined. Lyrics by Sashariel (English translation assisted) ************ > LYRICS [Intro] There are creatures behind me black bones sharp claws they run along the walls along the ceiling on all fours across the floor they do not come close enough to touch me but close enough to make me run [Break] I feel the fear (I feel the fear) [Verse 1] I run through the cold corridor black bones close behind my pulse is pounding in my throat and somewhere inside me I know that this is a dream but my body does not believe it I hear them behind me scratching on the walls scratching above me I see the door and everything inside me only wants to get in there [Chorus] I throw myself into the room slam the door shut behind me lean against it my hands on the wood my breath far too shallow I know that they cannot get me but the fear is still real [Verse 2] The room is safe for a moment I really believe that four walls one door my back against it outside the claws scratch at the frame at the wood at everything between us and I no longer know whether I want to wake up or how I will get out of here again [Bridge] That is probably the worst part It is not the claws the cold these black bones I know that my head is making all of this and still I sit there with my pulse in my throat as if I really had to survive [Final Chorus] I throw myself into the room slam the door shut behind me lean against it I know that this is a dream but the fear crawls into my body and for this moment it is more real than anything else [Outro] The scratching gets softer the black bones pull back they sneak back into the passages and crawl into what dreams are made of and then I sit upright in bed the darkness still in the room my hands in the blanket my pulse still in my throat I am awake again back in the life that teaches sleep what to build...

