Dreaming Nightmares
- It's raining, it's pouring
- The young man is snoring
- Lying in the sea of burdens
- Where he's surely certain
- He'll live the rest of his life behind closed curtains
- From the people he was hurting
- But most of all, it was himself who caused the most harm
- Hiding behind a religion, reading the book of Psalms
- But already stained with the blood on the face of his palms
- Trying to remain cool, collective, and calm
- Knowing he's only a pawn
- Moving one step at the break of dawn
- On and on, the game plan is drawn
- He can't stay on the straight and narrow
- Defeat one by one on a crooked path seizing the pharaoh
- The war is just beginning,
- And there's no such thing as a hero
- He maneuvers through the first wave blood being splattered
- Friends and memories he had being shattered
- Saying, “Damn, can this get any sadder
- But right now it doesn't even matter”
- As he approaches the last line
- He's running out of time
- Queen, Bishop, and Rook are coming from behind
- At this rate, he'll put the King in check-mate
- He comes to the King and asks,
- “How you want your last breath?”
- Queen came from behind and gave him a fast death
- Woke up thanking God it was only a little rest.
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