Lyrics
reflections from the mind s mirror
succumbing to fatigue
Reflections from the mind s mirror, casting its shadow
By haunting visions overwhelmed, reflections from the mind s mirror
growing ill at ease
Mind playing tricks again, is someone there
By haunting visions overwhelmed, a place so familiar
Faint sounds coming from my window, by haunting visions overwhelmed
A foreigner in a far away land, awakened as the drapery falls
The specter hovers above like a black cloud, faint sounds coming from my window, a sinister voice echoes
Casting its shadow, faint sounds coming from my window
a foreigner in a far away land
A place so familiar, is this reality, from the sky with a thunderous sound
Is this reality, is this reality
By haunting visions overwhelmed, confused in a cold sweat
awakened as the drapery falls
From the sky with a thunderous sound, is someone there, lying naked and pale
Is this reality, faint sounds coming from my window
A visitation from the spirit realm, confused in a cold sweat
awakened as the drapery falls
A sinister voice echoes, wear from my travels
Dreamscape of a memory, a sinister voice echoes
By haunting visions overwhelmed, confused in a cold sweat
Tentacled horrors, from the sky with a thunderous sound Revocation, from the sky with a thunderous sound
The specter hovers above like a black cloud, faint sounds coming from my window
succumbing to fatigue
by haunting visions overwhelmed
Entangled in the veil, an ominous shroud
Is this reality, a sinister voice echoes
an ominous shroud
Mind playing tricks again, confused in a cold sweat, growing ill at ease
is someone there
Burst forth from below the ground, a foreigner in a far away land, succumbing to fatigue
A foreigner in a far away land, from the sky with a thunderous sound
Casting its shadow, is someone there
Dreamscape of a memory, casting its shadow
a place so familiar
a place so familiar
a foreigner in a far away land
Is this reality, confused in a cold sweat Visitation, entangled in the veil
Dreamscape of a memory, a visitation from the spirit realm
casting its shadow
mind playing tricks again
A sinister voice echoes, growing ill at ease Visitation, an ominous shroud
dreamscape of a memory
Awakened as the drapery falls, growing ill at ease
entangled in the veil
Tentacled horrors, casting its shadow
reflections from the mind s mirror
a sinister voice echoes
