Le Horla

How deep is mystery
From no one to be seen

I've got fever I feel unwell or even sad
Where does it come this mysterious influence
Which throws our confidence into abyss of distress
Shiver turns my skin so cold, shakes my nerves and darkens my soul, soul, soul

I wait for slumber as my tormentor (wait for slumber)
I wait for slumber (wait for slumber)
Awful slumber
Of dark terror

Please set me free (Please set me free)
(I am condemned) Someone possesses my soul and command

Pain horror Suffering

He comes at night he brings the fright
To drink my life
he puts his lips on mine, he drinks my life
The reign of mankind is over
Here comes the new master
Powerful invisible race
He makes me a terrified slave, slave, slave, slave

Like an animal he dominates me by the power of his will.
He makes me his thing his servant his feeding.
But sometimes (the) animal rebels against his master and cuts the throat of his tamer.
I will kill him...

but if I don't realise my dream
I would rather kill myself