book of black dreams
Singer:deadsy
as your body starts to sweat and seethe
there comes an evil from an ancient tree
floating pride with numbered leaves
you're reminded of the things behind you
it's everytime you feel you're getting by
it's anytime that the oceans will run dry
it's everytime you think you're going to die
you keep track of a way to keep track of me
somewhere through the thick debris
up the back in the book of the black dreams
and now your mind begins a desperate plea
you've been blinded by the things that unwind you
it's everytime you feel you're getting by
it's anytime that the oceans will run dry
it's everytime you think you're going to die
you keep track of a way to keep track of me
somewhere through the thick debris
up the back in the book of the black dreams
gonna keep what you might bring
things are not what they seem
'cause every nightmare the?
is playing back in your eternity
it's everytime you feel you're getting by
it's anytime that the oceans will run dry
it's everytime you think you're going to die
you keep track of a way to keep track of me
somewhere through the thick debris
up the back in the book of the black dreams