Welcome the darkness into my soul
Awaken in me the twilight of my being
Do not say that I can not belong
I was born to be a creature of the night
My dreams are the stuff that nightmares
Are made of.
I belong to that unconscious affliction
The one that others choose to ignore
That believe are an occurrence of delusions
The horrors of despair and dread
The angst, the revulsion of perdition
This is my plea, my utopia my reverie
My flight, a figment of my imagination
As I lay here in my padded room
Waiting for my mind trip to begin again.