Hey you I wanna see whats on the inside I'm gonna take you up to my life Make you believe that its a nightmare oh (And you'll scream) Thats when you know that this is real life Maybe its better cause when you die You're gonna be the sons of new life, oh Night Things Their blank disguise is what you Night Things Night Things Their blank disguise is what you see Night Things Hey you I wanna see whats on the inside I'm gonna hunt you down come night time I'm gonna be the fear in your eyes, oh You hear the cries, tortured souls They're waiting to die Its clear to you now theres no escape, escape Night Things Their blank disguise is what you Night Things Night Things Their blank disguise is what you see Night Things Two billion enslaved to modern machines Detached from yourselves and immersed in your screens They procreate your false sense of need Two billion "engaged", to feed the machine