A guy is walking around
In this grave underground
Instead of sleeping

HeÂ’s got the skill from his ma
And the curse from his pa
And heÂ’s creeping

Benga is his name
And heÂ’s driving you insane
HeÂ’s incorporating human souls

And thatÂ’s his destiny,
Which gives him energy
To get you out of control

Chorus:
Oh, when the nightmare comes
ThereÂ’s a shadow goinÂ’ round and round and round
If you call his name
Yeah, when the nightmare comes
He can hear your poor heart beatinÂ’
And heÂ’s left your soul in pain
(left your soul in painÂ…)

If heÂ’s taking a soul
On his rage night patrol
He starts walking

And he never feels pain
You canÂ’t explain
ThereÂ’s no talking

YouÂ’ll have to find the tree
Of this sense-ability
And beat the tree instead of this guy

No more walking around
In this grave underground
Now youÂ’re satisfied

Chorus

YouÂ’ll have to find the tree
Of this sensibility
And beat the tree instead of this poor guy

No more walking around
In this grave underground
Now youÂ’re satisfied

Chorus