Come the demons from our dreams,

Question truths from which life springs

Where all the answers that we seek

Lie deep inside a veil of sleep.

The darkness dancing through this plain

Obliterates life's remains

An empty shell is all we own

Still searching for that one way home. 

Confusion, now, must reign supreme

Come the demons from our dreams

Alone, we pray to understand

                To know the truths of God and man.                

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