I carry on, I can hear the eastern sea. Under the
hill, the city sleeps in silent wintertime. How
many times have I walked this bridge across the
stream? Yet, in my mind I know I never walked this
[ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/GOKQ ]road before. Deep in my dreams lies horror for the
books that should not be. There is no one to keep
those dreams locked deep inside of me. How can
this be? My father did not mention any tunnels.
Descending slowly, with creatures that should
crawl instead of walk. Oh Lord, have mercy on my
soul!