Phantasmata - CunninLynguists

Into the nightmare

Surrounded with evil

I take flight

Devils they take me

Into it for days away

I see visions of creatures

Crawl through the lonesome

So I might fall

I tried to turn anyway

And gaze at the beauty

I had known

The sun went down

He’s lost the crown

«…and since much of our basic desires

Involve those things which are taboo

Or modified by moral precepts

Especially sexual desires and desires

To commit hostile and violent acts

We find that these things are not

Allowed to appear directly in our dreams

Instead they are modified by regrouping

Substitution, displacement, and other

Devices that disguise them…»