I hear footsteps, they’re getting close, my heart is racing, it’s gonna catch me. It’s coming, I feel it near, cold whistle, I’m trapped inside. The air is heavy, there’s no way out, the fear is burning, I can’t scream loud. I see a shadow, no face at all, I can’t move now, it’s closing in. It’s coming, I feel it near, cold whistle, I’m trapped inside.
