(intro)
As I lay down dying a floor for my bed
And a bundle of newspaper under my head
I dreamed a dream as strange as could be
(bass)
Concerning myself and somebody like me
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We were in some city the stranger and me
The houses were open and the streets empty
The windows were bare and the pavements dirty
(bass)
I asked where I was; my companion ignored me
( )
We entered a graveyard and searched for a tombstone
The graves were disturbed and the coffins wide open
And the corpses were rotten yet each one was living
Their eyes were alive with maggots crawling
I cried out in fear but my voice had left me
My legs were deformed yet I moved quite freely
(bass)
My head was on fire yet my hands were icy
(bass)
And everywhere light yet darkness engulfed me
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(solo on)
I managed to scream and woke from my slumber
I thought of my dream and lay there and wondered
Where had I been? What could it mean?
It was dark in the deathroom
