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