Testo Nightmare

Welcome to my live nightmare
Struck by death
I see this world and I don't care, no I don't
Welcome to my live nightmare
Struck by death
I see this world and I don't care, no I don't

Sleep's slaughtered as I drown in cold sweat Tangled in this net of sheets
I jerk and twist with regret
In the jaws of mortality

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Elm Street's not the worst of all

Woah...

Room cloaked in haze trapped in this maze of thought
Choke on air rank with fear
Gaze through the looking glass
Reflection clear my nightmare

Saw myself Now I know
I'm status quo
Die to the truth
Sold my soul
To buy the world

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Elm Street's not the worst of all
Kill me with reality
For in your face my eyes I see

Woh oh oh oh...