• My Broken Dreams, are frozen in time, crying in the night, without a lie. My Broken Dreams, have been taken away, taken by them, why did they make me feel this way?

    My Broken Dreams, no longer pure and light, they're now full of darkness and hate, throughout my life.

    My Broken Dreams, lost in rhyme, lost in hatred, lost in darkness divine. My Broken Dreams, bleed in serenity, bleeding to death, just like me.

    My Broken Dreams, are as dead as night, as dead as me? Yes, that's right.