Incubus

(альбом: The Clouds Of Northland Thunder - 2009)

"It's not a dream and it's not your imagination."

I'm lying in my bedroom restless at nights
And feeling someone's lying next to my side
I hear a heavy breathing someone's next to me
And watching me

Sweet dreams now come to me
Your flesh is weak

I sense and know it's presence yet I'm asleep
Someone is preying upon my sleeping mind
Whispering
Calling, desiring
And squeezing with all its might
It's trying to take over and choke me

A nightmare seizes in a freezing grip
I feel cold fingers running taking a grip
This spirit lurking in my sleep
And giving in I'll sleep forever more

Sweet dreams now come to me
Your flesh is weak

I sense and know it's presence yet I'm asleep
Someone is preying upon my sleeping mind
Whispering
Calling, desiring
And squeezing with all its might
It's trying to take over and choke me

"The flesh is weak
Walk in the spirit
And ye shall not fulfill
The lust of the flesh"

I sense and know it's presence yet I'm asleep
Someone is preying upon my sleeping mind
Whispering
Calling, desiring
And squeezing with all its might
It's trying to take over and choke me