Dreams

Every dream tells a story..
Every story is true..
The feel to feel the diadem,
of the monsters within you...

Every pill has a certain spell...
You see things you never see...
in a slumber with every monster,
from beyond the Niflhel sea...

Angel dust can help me wake up..
And lithium is my friend...
When I chant with all the varmints,
that are trying to pretend...

Into your hands I lay my spirit,
that is if I have any left..
Cause I sold my soul to the woman on the lane...
When I was in need of a gift...

I stand alone right here like stone...
They trip under shadows of green light..
I know it's what i secretly want..
Monsters throughout the night...