Deep under the mountain in the darkest of the forest In the shadows that falls from the trees Deep in the black lake dont dare to go near Dont you dare to go near Behind the door to the closet Reflections in the mirror Every sounds you hear at night If you look outside youll see their pounding eyes Youll see their eyes as light that glows in the night Hiding under your bed They feed on our fear Created in our dreams at night when we are asleep Where all the creatures of the underworld lives Never out in the light Afraid to die in the morning light To dust they crumble of theyre touched by the daylight She have always been there since the first tall tale was told by the fire To their children before they tuck them into bed at night Tale of a Dream weaver Stories about a beautiful siren With a song that fools every man to follow She lives deep in the lake Raving along in the full moons light Watching her children play Fooling around in the dead of night Be home by dawn Walk in the obscure In the silence of the night Dont wake the sleeping child A window of glory light From deep within our dream From dusk till dawn, we can hear them ponder In the night they come, from deep within Frozen to stone, while asleep at night The night awakens our fear But were always saved by the morning light They feed on our fear I have seen their eyes As lights that glows in the night Hiding under my bed Dream weaver...
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