Silently approaching creeping through the night
Shadows below the radar hide from unsuspecting light
You can't see [bad word] but you feel it near
The eminent [bad word] pulls you down in the fear

Now the fight has just begun
The battle is not over
You're scared it's been won

Find the enemy (silent)
Lying in your bed

I can see the dark clouds looming up above the land
Picking up on the signals of connotations
I don;t understand
They tell me things nightmares are made of
Pictures straight from [bad word] 
Try to put it all in a bag by the wayside
But I know I will fail