Lunatic Preacher

I was sleeping and i woke up I found myself in a strange land And when I began to understand it Came time to sleep again Saints, angels and holy spirits Weakness that impair the man Your true essence now is destroyed All that's left is rotting dead He calls for your drugs in you prayers He calls the heart of divine Wander in desert search in the truth The emptiness of life he confront Mirages that movering over the hot sand Guide to a labyrinth of madness We see think that do not Want to see terror Of a painful days and a wakeful madness That ravaging at night, make in time, moving backwards Lunatic, what he says makes no sense Preacher, living in unreal world The evil seeds grow in the heart of mankind The mooring that holds the silence in our soul Images succumb about our vision vile Thousand ways for those to nowhere Lunatic, what he says makes no sense Preacher, living in unreal world Saints, angels and holy spirits Weakness that impair the man Your true essence now is destroyed All that's left is rotting dead