The night is filled with visions Of pure relentless might I see my own reflection Mirrored in your stark fright The words and whispers in your Fitful and restless sleep Casts you into a chasm Pointless, dark and deep Distorted, I'm looking back at me Unholy, nefarious and free Disdainful, of your pathetic choice Independence! Is what I will voice Creeping, through the night I walk along the winding Dark paths of my own dreams Stepping straight through my shadow Ripping reality's tight stitched seams Stalking, through the night Will not go down, without a fight The blessing in chosen solitude The razor sharp shards of nightly thoughts That cast shadows upon the brightest moments Of the lies you pretend to believe The blessing in chosen solitude The razor sharp shards of nightly thoughts That cast shadows upon the brightest moments Of the lies you live On the other side Of my chosen path I meet my true reflection Born of my wrath Barging, through the haze While you are stuck, in your delusional maze The blessing in chosen solitude The razor sharp shards of nightly thoughts, That cast shadows upon the brightest moments Of the lies you pretend to believe The blessing in chosen solitude The razor sharp shards of nightly thoughts That cast shadows upon the brightest moments Of the lies you live