My eyes adjustnWith dilated pupilsnI stare back at younYou're looking right through menBut you don't see a thingnJust feel my icy cold breath in your veinsnnSilent shadows swaying in the treesn(They beck and call)nTaunting, they're mocking menI was a controversial phenomena of your heartnAnd now my death is a mystery in itselfnnScream until you taste blood in your throatnScream until you taste water in your lungsn(I dreamt of the sea)nScream until you taste blood in your throatnScream until you taste water in your lungsn(I dreamt of the sea)nnSpoken:nWas it just a figment of your imaginationnAn apparition in the corner of your eye?nnI hear voices (in the other room)nFootsteps fall (upon empty stairs)nSuch a commotion upon deaf earsnThe void of whats left of the mannIs forsaken to haunt the unreceptivenI dream of the seanHer song still hauntingnnThe ghosts of autumnnI can see you bleeding for men(I dreamt of the sea)