The art of how a dream is composed
Carefully constructed thoughts, carefully proposed
To minds so brutally over exposed
To things too hard to handle, I suppose

But this I learned about a dream
That sometimes even there you'll scream
And to escape this nightmare scene
You'll sell your rings for a magic bean

You'll spend your time running amok
Forgetting completely you're in your night frock
Searching for a store with fireflies in stock
To help guide your way to the ancient lock

And through the door you'll start to wake
So many things is now at stake
As the world you created starts to break
Drifting away like mist on a lake.

The lies that were told
As the pages unfold
Through a history that is a thousand years old

The lies that exist
Amongst collourless mist
Gripping and grinding us tight in its fist

The lies told in vein
Leaves a blood collour stain
Growing and flowing and hard to contain

The lies that we make
Puts reality at stake
Pushing and forcing us all to be fake

The lies that were told
The stories they hold
Were worthless empty and cold

If you could see through other's eyes
Would it darken up the skies?
Would the world unfold in a thousand lies?
Would your pleads be drowned in hallowed cries ?

Could you turn your back on what I've become
Haunted by memories of things that can't be undone
Leave behind the blind, the sick and the dumb
And count your blessings one by one

When pallid time fades things held dear
Making it hard to believe what you hear
Promise me then you wont submit to fear
Promise me then you will stay sencere

And when this world finally nears the end
Because there is nothing left you can ment
We will meet where dirt roads bend
And account for each lost second spend

Everything is quiet today
Wipe all your insecurities away
Close your eyes and quickly pray
The world is made from shades of gray

Your Dominant is now awake
And you will pay for each mistake
You'll never know just what he'll take
The day is young, your world's at stake

But do not worry, do not fear
The rules you got were chrystal clear
You wanted this, you volenteer
You know this need won't disappear

Don't give up control your lust
Don't forget you almost cussed
You're well, you're fine , you can not rust
In your Dominant you must trust

Silence

Days run from Orange to gray
I think of the things I needed to say
If I told him perhaps he would want to stay
Time measured in sand and sand shifts away

Weeks run from green to white
Red daunting demons hunt when it's night
He was important but the memory fade out of sight
Sanity was a shadow trying to dance in the light

Months run from pink to maroon
I whisper my secrets to a deaf mute moon
I carry my life like a cracked egg on a spoon
Hoping and praying that death would come soon

Days run from Orange to gray
I think of the things I needed to say
If I told him perhaps he would want to stay
Time measured in sand and sand shifts away

Weeks run from green to white
Red daunting demons hunt when it's night
He was important ant but the memory fade out of sight
Sanity was a shadow trying to dance in the light

Months run from pink to maroon
I whisper my secrets to a deaf mute moon
I carry my life like a cracked egg on a spoon
Hoping and praying that death would come soon