closed door at night
breeze felt deep
never asleep
three o'clock strikes
seen on the phone by my own eyes
scared to death
shivering skin
sucks to the bone
imagined devils
surrounds the bed
just nervous minded
devil's hour is on this time
the demon rounds me
never opened my eyes
sensed Satan's laugh
tripled the scare
it is what I felt inside
who was on my side?
need to raise up
help me Savior
and there is light
my eyes was hit by the sunlight
it was just a dream
it fades when I beg unto Him
we must trust
the power of the One that saves us

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