There was a time when I was young A boy with bold ambitions There was a time when I could tell the crooked from the wicked one
There was a song that someone sung A hint of recognition There was a time I knew you well enough to know you won't be gone
[Chorus:] Come with me tonight
Tell me how it feels to be alive
There was a time I had respect A name, a reputation There was a time when I could watch myself without being disgraced
[Chorus:] Come with me tonight
Let us find a place where we can hide
[Chorus:] Come into the light
Let me show you how we stay alive
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[Spoken:] The word incubus means to lie on, and it was believed that any having feeling in bed, such as a weight pressing down on your chest, especially accompanied by nightmares, was a sure sign that an incubus had attempted to have a nocturnal intercourse with you. Given the religious fervor of the middle ages, there's not all together surprising that the idea of a demon level, was believed to account of this phenomenon
Pt. 2 - So Long
A minute more Till the light of day is seen Lay down I know you must be nearly there A bloody kiss And the vision of a dream For the last of your days in the sun
In the white light I am calm Yet peculiarly cold Silent slumber And wide awake Lord have mercy on my soul
So long Your sorrow be gone Show me how it feels to be alive No more denial So long Let us find a place where we can hide
You fed me long And by God you fed me well Sleep tight This day belongs to you my dear And I am bound Like a beast onto its prey We are one of a kind you and I
Pale moon wander I'm wide awake Lord have mercy on my soul
So long Your sorrow be gone Show me how it feels to be alive No more denial So long Let us find a place where we can hide
So long The little last of your attention Sorrow This flood to wash your mind See me The God of your imagination Feel me Come with me tonight
So long Your sorrow be gone Show me how it feels to be alive No more denial So long
Pt. 3 - All Is Over
I am the hole in your broken heart I am the reason we all depart What if all is over
Pt. 4 - Dissection
Life in slow review I see it with my eye Deeper down and further back The storm reveals a hidden track The sun is coming through
Down by a lake As a child Without a fear When a mother's warm embrace Made a haven in the maze Those were the moments And these were my days