I'm lying here as I listen to the deafening sound Of all regrets and of the hopes of youth being buried down A mental vortex where emotionless I'm flowing free I feel like I was gone long time ago, nothing more to see My days have turned to blank lies Asleep with 2 coins on my eyes When nights became an old weeping blues What would you do when bad dreams come true? Degeneration of all state of affairs I know too well how it feels, I couldn't fly, I climb a thousand stairs Sometimes I dream to travel back to times when I was young So I could enter high school with a gun and shoot down everyone Your days will turn to blank lies Asleep with 2 coins on your eyes When nights have turned to an old weeping blues What will you do when bad dreams come true? Expectations of loved ones, friends and society shattered to pieces My mercy is the opposite of all that you mean with your blind worship and teachings Your children will rise and get rid of your delusional ways of deceit Like sheep led to slaughter you'll perish and we'll use your blood to write on the walls: Dead Dead Dead All pigs are dead I know the sickness I achieved cannot be undone I glorify the horror of it all, the monster I've become The demise of your well-being is my reason to breathe I'll ruin your progeny, the only promise I can keep Your days will turn to blank lies Asleep with 2 coins on your eyes When nights have turned to an old weeping blues What will you do when bad dreams come true?