Dream Killer

I calmly take myself to another state of mind.
Where the playground is desolate and hard to find.
The dreams I have fill me with hate, slowly I sleep inside I wait.

Careful the tears can be deadly
The love can kill
Careful the years can be ready
for your soul they fill.

My home, my road
A humble abode.
The grudge the pain
The cut of a vein.
Spinning in circles in a violent rage.
As the years go by we turn the page.

I will myself to stay on track
to seek the ones who try to attack.
My dreams they die with every fault.
As If they had a mind to halt.

Can you believe the images I see?
The dreaming a new era for you to flee.
A criminal disaster is awaiting anew
following a dream that has nothing to do.
surely the darkness can swallow it all.
Before it can kill you with the step of a fall.