Stepping through an old forgotten door
Into a world of sorrow and joy
Buried under spider webbed memories
Some things are n--ever to be found

I try, try, try to keep my eyes open
But the night around me is just as dark
I try, try, try to keep my fading strength alive
But the darkness creeps into my mind

thousand dreams march through the night
thousand dreams destroy my life
 [bad word] silence grows inside the darkness
Feverish dreams slip through the walls
He holds my hand and I am now flying
Over the shadows of the moors

I try, try, try to keep my eyes open
But the night around me is just as dark
I try, try, try to keep my fading strength alive
But the darkness creeps into my mind

The morning wakes me - eerie silence
Blood drops leave my hands
Only my conscience's heard
Wondering where [bad word] from myself

Fragile [bad word] to life inside my head
And turn into an army of... an army of unspeakable fear
Reality is now a dream
And I am all by myself against them
Could I... could I ever win or will I just [bad word] one of them?

thousand dreams march through the night
thousand dreams destroy my life