Sonic Devastation. The Proliferation. Dreams Of Evil. Zeneszám

Verse:

Weeping child in bed I lie
Blood on the floor has caught my eye
The evil has found me, I dont know why
Tortured in my dreams, I dont want to die

Figure awaits, the end of the hall
Shining knife, it begins to crawl
Eyes from the closet, and on the walls
Running in fright, try not to fall

Chorus:

Dreams of evil, theyre in my sleep
Their in my head my soul to keep
Dreams of evil, throughout all time
Twisting my brain, destroying my mind

Verse:

Sickly comfort comes over me
The grotesque thoughts set me free
Continuing images I shall see
Driven insane Ive become we

ME BECOMES WE!