Synesthesia - Seventh | Текст песни

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- I haven’t been honest with you, I’m sorry.
- What’s going on ?
- I’ve been having these dreams. I guess they’re more like nightmares. They always start with a kind of storm.

- What was the dream, tonight ?
- There’s always this dark, thick rain, like fresh motor oil, and then the things, people, it just makes them crazy.
They attack me. Sometimes… It’s hard to explain, because it’s not just a dream.. it’s a feeling.
I’m afraid something might be coming. Something that’s not right. I cannot describe it, I just need you to believe me.

- You think I’m crazy ? Is that what he told you ? Well, listen up ! There is a storm coming ! Like nothing you have ever seen ! And not a one of you is prepared for it !

- Sleep well in your beds, because if this thing comes true, there ain’t gonna be anymore

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