| Shapeless, shifting void
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| The sanctum of the weary and the paranoid
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| A source of untold fears
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| Helpless to observe
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| Beyond my understanding my own soul’s unnerved
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| With music to my ears
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| What horrors have I dreamt of
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| Will I shudder if I stare
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| Am I strong enough to transcend
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| Am I brave enough to dare
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| Is my fragile psyche faded
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| Have I sunken to the deep
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| The forbidden world allures me
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| Beyond the wall of sleep
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| Summoned now in rest
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| Both foolish and enlightened are unkindly blessed
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| To witness the obscure
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| Fleeting glimpse of death
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| The horrors still consume me with my every breath
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| A specter’s scar so pure
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| What horrors have I dreamt of
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| Will I shudder if I stare
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| Am I strong enough to transcend
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| Am I brave enough to dare
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| Is my fragile psyche faded
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| Have I sunken to the deep
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| The forbidden world allures me
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| Beyond the wall of sleep
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| Running wild in the night
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| In our dreams we take flight
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| But where to do we run
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| When the nightmare’s begun
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| Are these faces of mine
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| Or do they hide behind
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| The sleeping surface
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| Keys to know the unknown
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| Every life, every stone
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| But what soul pays the cost
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| When you learn from the lost
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| What awaits in the dark
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| If you dream with a spark
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| To invite a disturbance
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| What horrors have I dreamt of
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| Will I shudder if I stare
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| Am I strong enough to transcend
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| Am I brave enough to dare
|
| Is my fragile psyche faded
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| Have I sunken to the deep
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| The forbidden world allures me
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| Beyond the wall of sleep |