Dead But Dreaming

So who's to say we can't die in our dreams? Sometimes dark but always so bitter and bleak. A slave to some, but the mind's eye sees what it wants to see. Bitter blood and poisoned tongue is all that's left of me. How will this world pass away? Let me

[Originally released in 1992 on the album "Legion".] [3:13] Out of my mind into a world between In search of the ancient artistry Lord Kur, before your sword I see The house of death is opening Hanging from their primal sleep Forbidden to be see