Awake from a dream
Of a world bathed in light
A vision of beauty
Now fading out of sight
I see you running
Through the dark
I hear you screaming
In your sleep
Your bed of grass is now a bed of dirt
And cold bars shock the nerves
Stale air surrounds you, breathe it in
Lost and panicked
Lost in the tomb
I see you running
Through the dark
I hear you screaming
In your sleep