Mistress Of Dreams 
In Your Desolated Place Of Plexus Misery 
Sweet Neon Queen 
In Your Isolated World That's Build On Secrecy 

Each Day She Fills A Fantasy 
Each Day She Satisfies Their Dark Perverted Needs 
She Lights Another Cigarette Blackening Her Lungs 
So They Might Match Her Broken Heart 

Mistress Of Dreams 
In Your Desolated Place Of Plexus Misery 
Sweet Neon Queen 
In Your Isolated World That's Build On Secrecy 

Her Childhood Dreams Are All Washed Away 
Flushed Down The Dirty Toilet Of Her Lunacy 
Selling Her Body In The Streets Longing For Yet Another 
Sweet Narcotic Dream


©Praga Khan