I have these dreams,
They are weird as they seem,
These dreams depict my deepest fears,
But they are not nightmares,
These dreams makes me weak,
And they come few days a week,
I don't know why,
I don't know what,
These dreams have my fears caught,
And every time I close my eyes,
They release this fear,
And makes me shiver like on ice,
Until one day in the future so near,
My eyes would not open,
I cannot smell the morning token,
I cannot move,
I cannot prove,
and I am engulfed in this dream,
I hear the ferry man's bell,
These dreams were a one way stream,
To a place called hell.