I dreamt of heaven once It was a calm cool and miserable place All my friends were under the fire I could not make out a face I was trapped with the holiest men The ultimate punch line to an ironic end I screamed in my torment and writhed in my pain As the angels did bathe me with heaven again There is no earthly way of knowing Which direction we are going Not a speck of light is showing So the danger must be growing I draw inspiration from the micro dreams That twitch the body before the entering We pull ourselves into a callous induced sleep Swallowed by the years of undigested beatings In this place you reek of fear Deserved malaise Light is gone with shedding grace And God has backed away Free yourself from Your own mind Break yourself from Your own mind Not a speck of light is showing So the danger must be growing In this place you reek of fear Deserved the horrors of life.