Live in the night To wake up this morning Weapons of thought From the Clouds of unknowing Naked target on the Beam of life Your personality Comes with the sunlight
Dogday dreamscape Woven into conjunction Snake to strike Bitten to die Step back a few paces Oh no The flow of situations Dealer in fantasy With your Life style factories
It must be tight tonight Did you penetrate Act of power of entering Couldn't you make a way
Live in the night To wake up this morning Weapons of thought From the Clouds of unknowing Naked target on the Beam of life Your personality Comes with the sunlight
Is this the last stop Penetration point In this vast design of things A dead run all the way Tired now Running, waiting, wanting Maybe it's Wishful thinking In this tree line