The Nightmare

<br>Slumber, never comes around `til dawn, <br>My head starts reeling, <br>I dream that I`m kneeling, <br>It seems that I`m kneeling on the ceiling of my room! <br><br>Nightmare, sure has got me in the air, <br>It`s no use denying, <br>And there`s no denying, <br>I dream that I`m dying and going in my tomb.