To sit alone in the lamplight with a book spread out before you, and hold intimate converse with men of unseen generations - such is a pleasure beyond compare.
Kenko Yoshida
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Deadliner
So I close my eyes and drift into sleep
But something is here
In the dark, in the dream
Like a cruel wind clutching my heart
I feel more than I see
Like a clue to a nightmare that I can't believe
Then it touches me and I try to scream
And a thought tears me inside
And I will do anything
Anything, you understand?
Just to wake up
Sometimes it almost makes me cry
Sometimes it seems to call my name out loud
Sometimes it feels like I'm alone
And then it comes for me again
I'm told it's called 'The unreality dream'
I'm told it's called 'The great American lie'
I'm told that this is like the vengeance of God
I can't believe that God would do this to me
I've known fear many times but nothing like this
I'm so scared I can't breathe
I know I'm asleep but I know this is real
And nothing can help me here
I'm deep inside something and I may never come back
And then it was gone
And then I realized that 'The Rush' brought it in
And I will never sleep alone again
Sometimes it almost breaks my heart
Sometimes I swear I hear it laugh at me
Sometimes it feels like I could die
And then it leaves my dreams again
Feels like I'm fighting the possession of my soul
I'm told that this is called 'The sickness of need'
I've got to cut the sex connection and slide
A word of warning to the weary and wise