The Creation - Nightmares

Текст песни

Faces, places moving 'round your mind
Ideas come cruel, ideas come kind
Lying in a state of constant confusion
And your brain has suffered an illusion
(Nightmares) Come into being
(Nightmares) Things you’re seeing
(Nightmares) Around your head
(Nightmares) Lay in bed
Images shifting before your eyes
Mis-tended bodies reach to the sky
Whining noises inside your head
Limbs are broken, you wish you were dead
(Nightmares) Come into being
(Nightmares) Things you’re seeing
(Nightmares) Around your head
(Nightmares) Lay in bed
Touched on the brow by unseen hands
Petrified to where you stand
Death comes never a shedding tear
Wake up shouting, sweating with fear
(Nightmares) Come into being
(Nightmares) Things you’re seeing
(Nightmares) Around your head
(Nightmares) Wish you were dead