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