A Dream
For days and days
I was doing the same nightmare
Naked [?] of needles and knifes
I was obsessed with the meaning of this dream
It is about something grim in the fog
You will find no one knows the place of the burial
I know what it [?] and i know it
And i just feel something that mustn't be whispered of
Something horrible

But one night i was waking once more
And i decided to [?] and destroy the mystery of the dream
What i discovered was a nightmare
It was the place of my burial
The corpse was mine, mine