when the hunger breathes in me

nothing is real as the pain I feel

in a glade so dark dreams my escape

my hate is growing: more and even more



a flame of fire deep into my eyes

I ignore the screams I hear

hungry for nothing, hungry for it all

dead calm, crying for more



the calm outside my eyes

the storms inside my mind

before the storms dead calm



as soon it came, shadows of real and dream

greyish reflects of something old and mean

the dream has ended, the pain for me is send

awake or asleep the world for me has ended

...the world for me has ended...