Give me what my eyes can't see An endless taunt that I cannot perceive It takes hostage a sense of self-control Wasted from thoughts created in this place that will never listen And where the brave, never break free Lost minds In this wasteland of unnatural thoughts That reveals a man, torn between Who he has become and who he strives to be I am bound to a presence A slave to a mind that was once at ease We travel in between worlds We forever fight for control (chasing each other) We live each day in each other I am not my own Forever breathing down my neck While I wander the wasteland of the psyche But I'm not giving up! Take me to the twilight where the red hangs And my thoughts are my own Take me to the twilight where the red hangs And my thoughts are my own, no Take me to the night where I am born and I am free to roam Take me to the night where I am born and I am free to roam Together we scowl, together we bred the strain Together we wander sometimes, with nothing to gain