I carry on, I can hear the eastern sea.
Under the hill, the city sleeps in silent wintertime.
How many times have I walked this bridge across the stream?
Yet, in my mind I know I never walked this road before.
Deep in my dreams lies horror for the books that should not be.
There is no one to keep those dreams locked deep inside of me.
How can this be? My father did not mention any tunnels.
Descending slowly, with creatures that should crawl instead of walk.
Oh Lord, have mercy on my soul!
The Festival Video (MV)
Performed By: Reverend Bizarre
Language: English
Length: 10:42
Written by: - EARL OF VOID, ALBERT WITCHFINDER, PETER VICAR
Reverend Bizarre - The Festival Lyrics
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English
I carry on, I can hear the eastern sea.
Under the hill, the city sleeps in silent wintertime.
How many times have I walked this bridge across the stream?
Yet, in my mind I know I never walked this road before.
Deep in my dreams lies horror for the books that should not be.
There is no one to keep those dreams locked deep inside of me.
How can this be? My father did not mention any tunnels.
Descending slowly, with creatures that should crawl instead of walk.
Oh Lord, have mercy on my soul!
Under the hill, the city sleeps in silent wintertime.
How many times have I walked this bridge across the stream?
Yet, in my mind I know I never walked this road before.
Deep in my dreams lies horror for the books that should not be.
There is no one to keep those dreams locked deep inside of me.
How can this be? My father did not mention any tunnels.
Descending slowly, with creatures that should crawl instead of walk.
Oh Lord, have mercy on my soul!
Writer: - EARL OF VOID, ALBERT WITCHFINDER, PETER VICAR
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.