Between Sleep And Waking

The rebellion of the mind The sickness of time Those dreams are better left alone Untouched and veiled Between sleep and waking Stands the gentile sacred vice Vultures' cold perfume Invading my barren feelings What are you now? Infested by pity Painting faces with a rusty knife [Chorus:] Why is there so much blood in my cloudy dreams? I must be dreaming or why am I walking? My twisted mind, my sinful times Are my allies in darkness Between sleep and waking Only desperate cries to dance to Blinding consciousness Death screams like my twisted flesh What has been done cannot be erased All that beauty will remain a mystery [Chorus] Wake up!