Analysis of Torn

caught up in a storm inside my head
through a variation in a dream voices scream
out of the decadance of its climax hearts are bleeding
the mere notion of logic has taken a back seat to reason
each of us goes through a channel
parralel to the sun from reasons of the beyond
we unlock different chambers that push open a door
to be transformed into the mere odyssey of a figment of our imagination
we drift into the never world of beyond space and time
to a place of quietness & solitude
alone in the duration of the sun having fun
yet deep inside we are being torn from the remnants of suicidal visions
the conquest of death's door reality
the visitation of a city fixed in the vision of my dream
a mere twilight awaits the great light giving me way to sight

blood soaked fervor of ellusive tongues speaking lies
the peril of the deranged lunatic running a bit wild
his vomit is the color of red filled up with dread
torn inside again from a flash of the never world
this timeless place of the hidden dragon awakes
blackened dungeons with restless souls in hearts bleeding turmoil
the mockery of eyes filled up in desolation bleeding sulfur & ashes
acid looms through this barbed wire creation of zomnie heads in duration
yet I stand in awe of the forest that I left behind
wondering when I could go back for a visitation
in my dreams a whole host of revelations torn up in idol fantasy
branded by its folly with a sweet solvent of love
the one thing that makes me last and keeps me strong
for it won't be long until we reach the path that ends with heaven's door
like a mouse stuck in a maze getting lost in a purple haze
the lone blade of grass reflective in the forest's domain
gives me reason to go on and sing a triumphant song