Woke up on a weekend dream scared from pictures I have seen Afraid of things that Hide away Deep in my soul, I start to break My dreams end of future I will be real, or just illusion in dreams like good hurt cause my hate hurt I realize it's my own nature My soul be there to fly To go in bloodrage far away my forces call you my eyes is blind you'd be done to evil try to pray my windows open I may broked in A sin to free me from my sin all of my dream have been a pain from the darkest pain all of this wicked dream is scared from the church I have seen Afraid of things that hide away deep in my soul I start to pray my soul be there to fly to call the bloodrage far away my forces call you my eyes is blind you,d be done to evil, try to pray my soul be there to fly to call the bloodrage far away my forces call you my eyes is blind you,d be done to evil, try to pray