A timber, a figure, a ghoul Awakened by a darkened sound A figure sitting in my bed A lady that lives in my head A cottage past the wall of dreams She watches over as I sleep Groaning as if she exists Lusting over my soft wrists
Wraith, mold, stench, control Sacred mother in my mind I beg you once more, end this night Make me not believe my eyes The dream has leaked into my life
I want to feel myself again I've lived my life in chains A frecuent dream keeps me awake A prescence that crawls in my skin My eyes closed, I feel her grin A can of worms was opened here As she rots I smell it reekTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
