Blind Lightning - The Obsessed

Dreamer, warped by time

You’re a martyr of your mind

Visions, ideas unheard, future’s

Just another word

Your road turns to a path of

Darkness stride on unafraid

Searching for lost moments you’ve

Seen them, eternal grave

You’re charged with disregard

Yet the sounds you hear are

From a million voices

Your dreams intense as lightning

Yet man’s simple fluid, can

Lead and blind you

Stride on