The moon is bleeding in the midnight,
I know you've never felt or seen,
But just believe me it is bleeding,
& you will feel it on your skin.

You don't believe in cruel monsters,
You think that ghosts are not exist,
But just remember that one night
You'll see their shadows dance around you
& you will hear them laugh & breathe.

Don't be afraid! But just be careful,
At nine o'clock you have to sleep!
So rest in peace, my little child,
The sky is black, the wounds are deep...

The moon is bleeding in the midnight,
The dead step out from their graves,
& I'm the one who saw, who witnessed,
It sounds scary, but be brave!

Sweet Nightmares...