Cold and Silent, Deadly Dreams
Cold as ice,
And just as pale,
Not exactly what,
You thought of Hell
You try to escape,
But you fail
Silent as the grave,
There is no sound,
It's the kind of silence,
In which you drown,
You look in all directions,
But they all point down
Deadly like poison,
You're in a nightshade haze,
And you've been trapped,
For uncountable days
You wish it would leave,
But it stays
Dreams are nightmares,
Come to life,
You try to fight them,
With all your might
And the only way you can do it,
Is to lie
And they won't stop, they won't stop,
They won't stop until they're through,
They won't stop, they won't stop,
There is nothing you can do
Cold and silent, deadly dreams
Each and every one of them...
Makes
You
Scream
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