Late night, in the As your body starts to and seize There comes a fright, a freeze
There comes an from an ancient tree Burning bright with numbered reminded of the things behind you
It's everytime, you you're 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 through the thick debris I feel back in the of the black dreams
In sight, the gleams And now mind begins a desperate plea The tight, you look and see You've been by the things that unwind you
It's everytime, you feel you're by It's anytime the oceans 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 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 dreams
Nest of the bad Gonna eat what new bring of black dreams
Things are not they seem every nightmare of the passionate breed Is back in your eternity
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 mind's in
Someway on a sea You track 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 Book of dreams, book of black dreams Book of black dreams, book of dreams