They watch and wait for me, walking unnamed roads

All the light to steal and keep from anything that grows

Blood language, broken dreams, stopping any prose

To this tired anxious mind, to this battered soul

I have to dream them away

I have to make them go

Our injured histories, our secret foes

The last fire in the world, the map unknown

Suffocating in the dark anything that glows

I'm the sharp side of the blade

No more flesh, only bone

I have to dream them away

I have to make them go

I have to dream them away

I have to make them go

I have to dream them away

I have to dream them away

I have to dream them away

I have to dream them away