Twisted thinking, whats next ?
No more nightmares, theyre real
Maybe tomorrow youll know
Knowledge that hides is
found
Someday youll see
There is this madman
Somaday youll see
Revelations, running wild
Risking death for the
dead
Raging inflection, insight
Concentration to unveil
Someday youll see
To find a madman ...
Someday youll see
But
it will be too late
To stop his dreams ...
13, hes out there somewhere
Learning to control his psychotic dreams
Picking at
brains
Remains on the curb from a dead dog
What kind of child is this ?
What does the future hold ?
Youll see what I hope
to find
Your respect will be mine
Fame and praise in time
I will look inside, my theory to prove
Hes working, the mind and
the spirit
Sickness lost deep within himself, going insane
Secrets untold for your own good
What kind of man is this ?
What
does the future hold ?
Youll see what I hope to find
Your respect will be mine
It will be mine
Looking for the key to
set the spirit free
