Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

Realm of Nightmares

In my dreams, I walk up
The stairs of Charles Manson's house,
But soon, it's a devilish castle
And I'm shackled
Not only to chains but
Unidentifiable sadness.

Why aren't I allowed to gaze
Into the face of newfound sadness?

How come it's always unknown to me?

And you know, I've even had
Dreams of the exorcist demon,
And I was so unusually
Content with that

Plus the dead bird in my hand.
I can't figure that one out.

I'm sorry I opened up such a realm of nightmares
When I asked to remember them.

June 21, 2005
Suge


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