Into the nightmare, surrounded with evil, I take flight Devils they take me into it for days away Into the nightmare, surrounded with evil, I take flight Devils they take me into it for days away I see visions of creatures, crawl through the lonesome, so I might fall I tried to turn anyway and gaze at the beauty I had known the sun went down he's lost the crown the sun went down he's lost the crown "...and since much of our basic desires involve those things which are taboo or modified by moral precepts especially s**ual desires and desires to commit hostile and violent acts we find that these things are not allowed to appear directly in our dreams Instead they are modified by regrouping, substitution, displacement, and other devices that disguise them..."