Can't sleep without dreams perceived as make believe,
immersed in perspiration from the heat of the flames
that float inside my unconscious brain;
it feels strange when my visions are explained;
living in the evil's den sweating from future committed sins,
unable to repent for things I haven't done.
So as my flesh rise from bed
its another day I give thanks for my next blessed breath.
Live the pain in my dreams,
keep the tears inside my skull
and my emotion remain under control…