All my dark dreams drift like smoke in the breeze,
The fear grips me as I fall towards my sleep.
Here comes the nightmare that never ends,
Here is the dream that makes monsters of men.
In the house of my soul,
In rooms of ugliness and cold,
Memories locked away
All the doubts and fears I never faced.
Now they come again,
I am falling down to meet with them.
Fear within us all
Mine awake and they stand up tall.
Look for the truth,
Deepest cut of all from you.
Knife of the truth,
Blade of hatred slicing through.
I pray my sleep will break,
Maybe this time I won't wake.
Weakness I hide so well,
This dagger in my mind will tell
It's my final stand,
I make a fist out of each hand.
To the shadows of the past
Take a breath and I scream attack.
Look for the truth,
Deepest cut of all from you.
Knife of the truth,
Blade of hatred slicing through.
Here's for the truth,
Deepest cut of all from you.
Knife of the truth,
Blade of hatred slicing through.
