God of Sick Dreams
Just save the child
Leave me to die
No escape, no one cares
Purple lightning, spheric shapes
Body fears what mind creates
I swim across
I won't wake if you don't sleep
Fingers search for torn up seams
Lips make shapes of silent screams
I swim across
I am the god of sick dreams
A city torn by mischief
Your fantasies still buried
I am the god of sick dreams
Hideous shape
In my image
No escape, no one cares
Purple lightning, spheric shapes
Body fears what mind creates
I swim across
I won't wake if you don't sleep
Fingers search for torn up seams
Lips make shapes of silent screams
I swim across
I am the god of sick dreams
A city torn by mischief
Your fantasies still buried
I am the god of sick dreams
God of sick dreams
God of sick dreams
God of sick dreams
God of sick dreams
This is how it ends
Every night is the same
We awake to get sentenced
And a choice must be made
Will you succumb to excruciating pain?
Or will you try to escape?
Doesn't matter, you're fucked either way
I am the god of sick dreams
A city torn by mischief
Your fantasies still buried
I am the god of sick dreams
Leave me to die
No escape, no one cares
Purple lightning, spheric shapes
Body fears what mind creates
I swim across
I won't wake if you don't sleep
Fingers search for torn up seams
Lips make shapes of silent screams
I swim across
I am the god of sick dreams
A city torn by mischief
Your fantasies still buried
I am the god of sick dreams
Hideous shape
In my image
No escape, no one cares
Purple lightning, spheric shapes
Body fears what mind creates
I swim across
I won't wake if you don't sleep
Fingers search for torn up seams
Lips make shapes of silent screams
I swim across
I am the god of sick dreams
A city torn by mischief
Your fantasies still buried
I am the god of sick dreams
God of sick dreams
God of sick dreams
God of sick dreams
God of sick dreams
This is how it ends
Every night is the same
We awake to get sentenced
And a choice must be made
Will you succumb to excruciating pain?
Or will you try to escape?
Doesn't matter, you're fucked either way
I am the god of sick dreams
A city torn by mischief
Your fantasies still buried
I am the god of sick dreams
Credits
Writer(s): Johannes Mikael Gustaf Eckerstrom, Jonas Peter Jarlsby, Tim John Ohrstrom, Henrik Carl Sandelin, John Filip Alfredsson
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