Screaming I can hear them and willing I follow.

I care not for my life for my heart has become hollow.

Why live when I can dream, why walk when I can fly.

Why watch the world blur past when I know that I will die.

Silent screams they call me and I listen to their tune.

Warn me not I know quite well that they will spell my doom.

Find your own reality, walk not in my dreams.

They will turn to nightmares echoing with screams.

 I will join the voices - the ones I call my own.

I will call to strangers on the path I once walked down.

I’ll lead them to the meadows alive with all their hopes and dreams.

Then I’ll pick at the threads of life and undo all their seams.

And they will join the screaming and they will spell the doom

Of another poor confused soul to listen to their tune.

So close your eyes and turn your head and let them die away.

Live your life and love and hope until your judgement day.