Eight of Swords

There's a horrible sight outside your window
A silent procession moves through the unknown
A blanket of fog caressed by the moonlight
There's a horrible sound of nothing at all

I'm falling into a dream
Collapsing inwards
And all that I perceive's
In my mind
My mind
My mind
My mind

Who can tell if you're hurt when you're the only one out there?
(Nowhere to run nowhere to go)
It's a blackened pit behind the bedroom door
(Then where do the noises come from?)
A synthesized howl cut's through the drywall
(What could it be? oh what could it be?)
Piercing, shrill and untoward

I'm falling into a dream
Collapsing inwards
And all that I perceive's
My mind
My mind
My mind
Oh it's all in my mind
My mind
My mind
My mind
My

Well I can see again
Now I can see again
These bindings
I've cut through
Now I can see again



Credits
Writer(s): Theo Klaver
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