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