In the casual mention of dreams and presence of nightmares
Enter the realm, comes the sandman, enter master of despair
If consumed by my fears, my mind will yet wander the sky
As this world bleeds into dreamscape, I'll somehow survive
Since I'm condemned for my dreams, I'll now confess freely
I'll endure, I will fly, my dreams will still be able to heal me
In the rhythm of life are cycles and phases of power, energy
Giving me a reason to exist, give me a reason to believe
