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…