Lyrics:

A guy is walking around in his grave underground
Instead of sleepin2
And he2s the skill from his ma and the curse from his pa
And he2s creepin2
Benga is his name and he2s driving you insane
He2s incorporating human souls
And that2s his destiny which gives him energy
To get you out of control

[chorus:]
When the nightmare comes
there2s a shadow goin2 round and round and round
If you call his name
When the nightmare comes
he can hear your poor heart beatin2
and he2s left your soul in pain

If he2s taking a soul on his strange night patrol
He starts walkin2
And he never feels pain, you can2t explain
There2s no talkin2
You2ll have to find the tree of his sensibility
Beat the tree instead of this guy
No more walking around in his grave underground
Now you2re satisfied

[chorus]