Testo di The Dreams Without End

All that cannot be named the sweeping pest of dreams feverish yet so real Sill never to flesh again I know you know it that familiar dread I know you fear it It comes to you in dreams and make you shiver That sick which has no point which only dwells inside to wreak its twisted havoc Upon your trembling soul These dreams without end that last forevermore These dreams without end starts this night The depths of utter hell, inside your very being Aeons countless converging into your soul