Finally the nightmares came unshod
As I left the chaotic land of nod
Returning to reality I came back
The colored dreams all fade to black.

Crimson skies
Where lighting blinds the watching,
The seared eyes
Silent crying,
The real starts a gray matching;
When nightmare
Will not scare
Worse than daylight coming back,
Without fears
Without tears
Colored dreams now fade to black,
Morning skies
Burns day into bloodshot eyes.