I know it's not the end of the World;
But is it the end of the road for us?
Fear has found a way to my soul
Clutching me with it's Parasitic arms...
I want it to subside
To lie low for a while...

Nightmares keep coming back
The four walls closing in on me
Each one of you vanishing into a cloudy mist
Everytime leaving a Scar on my face

Often the Gory Images wakes me up
Dreams crosses over to Reality
I see 'US' walking away from each other
The Moment is here
I keep holding the Broken pieces of my soul
Hoping some Adhesive will give it a Retouch
A Miracle
That never happens...

All I'm left with is a Realisation...
Nightmares turn into Reality
Dreams doesn't!!