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