Terror, terror creeps in slow.
Dark clouds move across my eyelid. Mind
Trembles. Black sorrows lay low.
Row, my uncertainties, row.
Terror, terror creeps in slow.
 
A storm within a storm, my breath, now
Shakes; this ugly, shivering
Existence, closes in, grows.
Terror, terror creeps in slow.
 
A flood within my soul. Blood becomes
Water. Body, frozen sha-
dows. And that’s how the day goes.
Terror, terror creeps in slow.