Sometimes I dream
and sometimes I quake
Sometimes I shiver
and tremble.

Sometimes I dream
and sometimes I quake
and sometimes I shiver inside.

I'm not exactly sure why.
I've never really been.

Sometimes I dream
and sometimes I shiver
and I do not know why.

I dream of things
that area barely seen
and poke me in my sides
until I scream.

Screaming breaks the dream
and sends me to the waking world
and then I sit there bleeding
from my sides again.

Still I dream, and still I quake
I can't shake this dream.
I've dreamed of this place.

Still I dream, and still I quake.
I can't shake this dream.
I've dreamed of this place.

In this place they bring these machines
and drive them through my eyes it seems.
I can't shake awake.
I stare at the machines.
And they
stare
back
at me.
Driving
themselves
through me.

I can not wake.
I can not wake.

But then I wake up
and it's all a dream.
Or so it seems.
Or so it seems.