Twisted thinking, what`s next ?

No more nightmares, they`re real

Maybe tomorrow you`ll know

Knowledge that hides is found



Someday you`ll see

There is this madman

Somaday you`ll see



Revelations, running wild

Risking death for the dead

Raging inflection, insight

Concentration to unveil



Someday you`ll see

To find a madman ...

Someday you`ll see

But it will be too late

To stop his dreams ...



13, he`s out there somewhere

Learning to control his psychotic dreams

Picking at brains

Remains on the curb from a dead dog

What kind of child is this ?

What does the future hold ?



You`ll see what I hope to find

Your respect will be mine

Fame and praise in time

I will look inside, my theory to prove



He`s working, the mind and the spirit

Sickness lost deep within himself, going insane

Secrets untold for your own good

What kind of man is this ?

What does the future hold ?



You`ll see what I hope to find

Your respect will be mine

It will be mine



Looking for the key to set the spirit free