Sneaking through the sticky darkness, hiding in the inky 

shadows, sneering in the ringing silence...They are 

always near.

Waking up your weirdest nightmares, smiling at your dirty 

passions, slowly guiding you to madness...Through the 

galleries of fears.

What doesn't make you feel afraid?

You're getting lost in haze and now you're staying face 

to face with witches! You're sinking in quicksand and now 

you're fighting hand to hand with witches!

You're an egg in a giant hatcher. You're prey among the 

snatchers. You may try to disappear but they won't let 

you go.

Every road leads to a black hole. Every door's a way to 

scaffold. Every evening brings the dread before the 

afterglow.

What doesn't make you feel unsafe?

Come with us. Be with us. A part of us. Your nightmares 

are so sweet.