Restless nights as my dreams bleed
Unto a half woken reality
Contemplating do I freely choose to think
Or merely do so out of conditioning
As I lay in darkened room outside
A macabre hallway where my fears lay
I soon realize that insanity is to be self aware
What comes tomorrow may be more fearful than today
And what fears are there to come, may they all be in your head
two eye mind 