Infinite dreams, I can’t deny them,
Infinity is hard to comprehend.
I couldn’t hear those screams,
Even in my wildest dreams.

Suffocation, waking in a sweat,
Scared to fall asleep again.
In case the dream begins again.

Someone chasing, I cannot move,
Standing rigid, nightmare’s statue.
What a dream, when will it end?
And will I transcend?

Restless sleep, the mind’s in turmoil,
One nightmare ends, another fertile.
Getting to me, so scared to sleep,
But scared to wake now, in too deep.

Even though it’s reached new heights,
I rather like the restless nights.
It makes me wonder, it makes me think,
there’s more to this, I’m on the brink.
It’s not the fear of what’s beyond,
it’s just that I might not respond.
I have an interest, almost craving,
but would I like to get too far in?

It can’t be all coincidence,
too many things are evident.
You tell me you’re an unbeliever,
spiritualist? Well, me, I’m neither.
But wouldn’t you like to know the truth,
of what’s out there, to have the proof.
And find out just which side you’re on,
Where would you end?
In Heaven or In Hell?

Help me, Help me to find my true self without seeing the future
Save me, save me from torturing myself, even within my dreams

There’s got to be more to it than this,
Or tell me, why do we exist?
I’d like to think that when I die,
i’d get a chance, another time.
And to return and live again,
reincarnate, play the game.
Again, and again, and again, and again...