Thats right behind your couch
That strangles you on tv
And puts cotton in your mouth?
Theres a bomber overhead
And theres a famine down the street
What is this darkness that were afraid to meet?
A network interruption
A tv bulletin
Our eyes are glued to the screen
Theres a monster coming in
In about an hour
Thats when the torture starts
A sound is in the living room
And it almost stops your heart
What is this darkness
That paralyzes us
That makes the world a monster
And takes away our trust.