hope tonight the angels watch you from above,
without her next to you there lies only a void,
pray to Dios, but have nightmares instead.
Wish you didn’t remember that pesadilla,
but the man with the knife te acuchilla,
so run through the halls of your dream,
as you watch blood chase down the stream.
Meet the goat-headed man in the middle,
shake his hand and avoid his glass eye,
will you be able to solve his riddle?
Try to run but you can only comply.
For in this world of sueños,
only nosotros somos los dueños,
but with no control over the outcome,
you are chased by demons you can’t outrun.
Try and wake up, but to no avail,
the longer you run the deeper the fear,
run out of breath and forget to inhale,
you can’t outrun the devil, he’ll always appear.
And when you wake up, drenched in sweat,
you’ll remember the sins you cannot forget.