Dreams.
I keep on dreaming.
Dreams.
Can't make them stop.

Oh, the bleeding.
Oh, the tearing.
I can't make it stop.

I've had these dreams for so long.
Flesh torn asunder.
Rain of blood from the sky.
Ashes fill my nose.

But it's just a dream they said.
It's just a dream they said.

That's not true.
That didn't happen.
Ignore the scars on your chest.
There are no scars on your chest.

Still the dream,
doesn't go away.
The scars they fade
day after day.

Still the dream
it doesn't go away.
Not like my folks went away.
My folks have gone away.