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*** Autor textu: Carl Birath *** Autor hudby: Insision
Sometimes it comes to me in shape of dreams
The sights things to come
The corridors of blood
All these wierd things in my dreams
Fear of my mind is growing within me
It comes more often now it never stops
Visions of killing, pain and cries
I cannot hide
In my dreams the dead come to life
I can't tell what's real anymore
My soul is screaming for help
I can still hear them calling me...
When I sleep...they come to my dreams
This one man...he laughts at me
He's here to remind me to haunt me
Again I see them and it's no fantasy
They always come to me when I'm sleep
With sights of what I've done
From corridors of blood they're calling me
I feel insanity growing inside of me...
The one that I've dreamt of...
Spread across the floors
Headless, gutted, molested
Surely dead, but yet they scream...no!
It comes more often now
It'll never stop
The memories of what I've done
I want to die
Still I see...this man in man dreams
Can't rid him...cause he is me
