Black Album Lyrics
1. Enter Sandman
2. Sad but true
3. Holier than thou
4. The Unforgiven
5. Wherever I may roam
6. Don't Tread On Me
7. Through the never
8. Nothing Else Matters
9. Of Wolf And Man
10. The God That Failed
11. My Friend Of Misery
12. The Struggle Within
Enter Sandman

Say your prayers, little one
Don't forget my son
To include everyone
Tuck you in, warm within, keep you free from sin
'Til the sandman he comes

Sleep with one eye open
Gripping your pillow tight

Exit: Light
Enter: Night
Take my hand
We're off to Never Never Land

Somethings wrong shut the light
Heavy thoughts tonight
And they aren't of Snow White
Dreams of War, Dreams of liars
Dreams of dragons fire and the things that will bite

Sleep with one eye open
Gripping your pillow tight
Exit: LIght
Enter:NIght
Take my hand,
We're off to Never Never Land

Now I lay me down to sleep
Pray the Lord my soul to keep
If I die before I wake
Pray the Lord my soul to take

Hush little baby don't say a word
And never mind that noise you heard
It's just the beast under your bed
In your closet, in your head

Exit: Light
Enter: Night
Grain of Sand

Exit: Light
Enter: Night
Take my hand
We're off to Never Never Land
Sad but True

Hey
I'm your life
I'm the one who takes you there
Hey
I'm your life
I'm the one who cares
They
They betray, I'm your only true friend now
They
They betray
I'm forever there

I'm your dream, make you real
I'm your eyes when you must steal
I'm your pain when you can't fee;
Sad but True
I'm you're dream, mind astray
I'm your eyes while your away
I'm your pain whilst you repay
You know its Sad but true
Sad but True

You
Your my mask, your my cover, my shelter
You
Your my mask
Your the one who's shamed
Hate
I'm your hate
I'm your hate when you want love
Pay
Pay the price
Pay for nothings free

I'm your dream, make you real
I'm your eyes, when you must steal
I'm your pain when you can't feel
Sad but True
I'm your dream, mind astray
I'm your eyes while your away
I'm your pain while you repay
You know its sad but true
Holier than thou

No more
Crap rolls out your mouth again
Haven't changed, your brain is still gelatin
Little whispers circle around your head
Why don't you worry about your self
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