Sore Plexus - 6 A.m.

You feel him hard on your heel
Discomfort takes up a lot
A paste of pain approaches
Grasping hard at your brain
It seems as if it`s stronger
As your little , hazy will
The screams of favour die away
Into nowhere

Exhausted from this nightmare
Ice cold sweat on your cheek
Looking around is it all real
Or is it fantasy ?

This damned suspense it makes you mad
It makes you feeling weird
Searching for answers is like
Watching into a deep , black hole

Don`t trust in what you can see
Terrified from what is real
Obtaining your mind...you won`t realize

I will change all what I`ve done
But don`t you think it`s a sick and silly wish
It`s impossible to turn back the screw
For there`s no way to take Influence

Awaken from this nightmare
Hot sweat on your cheek
The fear comes creeping from your
Stomach to your stinking feet