Dreaming...Dementia (Bishop Of Hexen)

In the midst of a trip where mind& heart meet At its darkest form Where several world beat In mist, erupts passion Where past motions set remorse Energy flows in a shapeless course And sorrow forged in fire There a diamond burning, truth appears, flaming A void circles you And yearns for your sleep to ever last All your reaches for a smile You bleed for the sweetness of a laughter All your days for a night of lucid dreams All screams for silence I hear your voice and i know your pain... Let time bend Run or stand Let it end let it end...