Ice Nine Kills - The American Nightmare (Extended Cut)

Skip to the song: 4:04
Taken from the new album 'The Silver Scream'. Available now.
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Directed by Daniel Hourihan

LYRICS:
Rest your head, here’s a lullaby
A melody for heavy eyes
Early to bed, early to die
Welcome to your worst nightmare

Fast asleep, it’s all in your head now, past the street where they cursed my name
But I won’t be forsaken
Craven my revenge from the shallow grave, where I went down in flames
The beast has been awakened

When night comes creeping, my cruel hand will rock you to sleep

I’m The American Nightmare, with American dreams
Of countin’ the bodies while you count sheep
I’m the American nightmare, yeah I’m livin’ the dream
I’m slashing my way through the golden age of the silver scream
Sweet dreams

Fell in love with hate cause evil fit like a glove
It’s fate that I’m still here
And I won’t be forsaken
Wicked when I was just a man, but sickening now and fed by fear
The beast has been awakened now

They all think it’s just pretend
You’ll never ever sleep again
All your friends are fucking dead
You can’t turn down your own death bed

When night comes creeping, my cruel hand will rock you to sleep

I’m the American Nightmare, with American dreams
of countin’ the bodies while you count sheep

I’m the American Nightmare, yeah I’m livin’ the dream
I’m slashing my way through the golden age of the silver scream

I’m the American Nightmare, I’m the man of your dreams
Where the glove is god, so I’m sinking my claws in the silver scream

One, two, dreams do come true
Three, four, see you at the morgue
Five, six, he'll get his fix
Seven, eight, now shake the twisted hand of fate
Now shake the twisted hand of fate

All your friends are fucking dead

When night comes creeping, my cruel hand will rock you to sleep

I’m the American Nightmare, with American dreams
of countin’ the bodies while you count sheep

I’m the American Nightmare, yeah I’m livin’ the dream
I’m slashing my way through the golden age of the silver scream

I’m the American Nightmare, I’m the man of your dreams
Where the glove is god, so I’m sinking my claws in the silver scream