Late night, in the As body starts to sweat and seize There a fright, a secret freeze
There comes an evil an ancient tree Burning bright with leaves You're reminded of the things you
It's everytime, you you're getting by It's anytime that the oceans run dry everytime, you think you're going to die Your mind's in
on a distant sea You kept of a way to keep track of me Somewhere through the thick I feel back in the book of the dreams
In sight, the gleams And now your mind a desperate plea The tight, you look and see You've blinded by the things that unwind you
everytime, you feel you're getting by It's that the oceans will run dry It's everytime, you you're going to die mind's in misery
Someway on a sea You kept track of a way to keep of me through the thick debris I feel in the book of the black dreams
Book of black dreams, of black dreams Book of black dreams, of black dreams
Nest of the bad Gonna eat new minds bring of black dreams
Things are not they seem 'Cause every nightmare of the breed Is playing in your eternity
It's everytime, you you're getting by anytime that the oceans will run dry It's everytime, you you're going to die mind's in misery
Someway on a sea You kept track of a way to track of me Somewhere through the thick I back in the book of the black dreams
Book of black dreams, book of dreams Book of black dreams, book of dreams Book of black dreams, of black dreams