So full of hate your demons of evil they wait for your command and hunger

If all the angels are in heaven what do I do with my dreams do I lock them up

*** Dreams neatly folded lying in a dresser drawer

As you sleep in the twilight of dreams I kiss you without end

Only innocence can hold dreams within like the sigh of love

Within truth is seldom told from the

I fell for a vision in a dream it was more stunning

We worship our religious beliefs indoctrinated from birth to believe

The agonizing feeling of misgivings there’s no coming back

Imprisoned by a yeaning lust of addiction the hot pipe burns

Inspiration The praise of insight is mysteries that

Feelings mislead the fallacies of love virtue cries for something

Torn from the womb prematurely there were no baby cries