The velvet wallpaper begins to breathe

Tangled up in the webs we weave

A quiet ticking from a melted clock

Someone’s turning the key in the lock

But the door is just an illusion of space

And the mirror reflects a stranger’s face

Footsteps echo down the endless hall

Waiting for the sky to fall.

​[Chorus]

Oh, the monster isn’t hiding under the bed

It’s building a castle inside your head

With crystal eyes and a silver tongue

Singing the songs that shouldn't be sung

Welcome to the dark side of the dream

Where nothing is ever quite what it seems.

​[Verse 2]

Liquid colors spill across the floor

You don't know what you're waiting for

The lunatic is pacing on the grass

Watching the silent centuries pass

Paranoia wrapping like a tight cocoon

Howling like a dog at a fractured moon

You try to run but your legs are made of lead

Caught in the heavy orbit of your dread.

​[Chorus]

Oh, the monster isn’t hiding under the bed

It’s building a castle inside your head

With crystal eyes and a silver tongue

Singing the songs that shouldn't be sung

Welcome to the dark side of the dream

Where nothing is ever quite what it seems.

(A chaotic, swirling synthesizer solo layered with a soaring, bluesy guitar riff. Distorted, faint whispering voices pan from left to right.)

Time is a spiral, a colorful spin

Where does the outside end and the inside begin?

The walls are laughing, the shadows are tall

Is anybody really there at all?

​[Guitar Solo]

(Slow, emotional, bending notes that soar into a crescendo, highly reminiscent of David Gilmour's tone, fading into an atmospheric synth pad.)

​[Outro]

Fade into the static...

Fade into the gray...

The monster is you...

And you're here to stay...

(The heartbeat returns, loud and steady. It gradually slows down, accompanied by a single, sustained organ chord that fades into silence.)