| There’s somethin' in the air
|
| There’s darkness everywhere
|
| As the twilight colors fall behind
|
| The purple mountain’s majesty
|
| From the shadows appeared a king
|
| A fallen angel without his wings
|
| As I gazed upon his face I saw the souls of lost humanity
|
| Was I dreamin', or was the fear just taking hold
|
| Someone wake me, before he steals my soul
|
| I’m runnin' like hell, from the dream all around me
|
| I’m under his spell, in the dream where he found me
|
| Wake up… wake up… wake up… wake up…
|
| We kill what we can’t feed
|
| And we steal what we don’t need
|
| It’s a zombie’s life with truth disguised so easily
|
| From the silence of the lambs, walks the tyrant of solitaire
|
| His heart so black he lays a trap with such diamonds and despair
|
| Was I dreamin', or was the fear just taking hold
|
| Someone wake me, before he steals my soul
|
| I’m runnin' like hell, from the dream all around me
|
| I’m under his spell, in a dream so astounding
|
| The toll of the bell is the sound of him counting
|
| The dream is of hell and the kingdom doubting
|
| Was I dreamin', or was the fear just taking hold
|
| Someone wake me, before he steals my soul
|
| I’m runnin' like hell, from the dream all around me
|
| I’m under his spell, in a dream so astounding |