In a dream As I was brought to those crumbling church walls In the midst of it all My mind played tricks, illusions took hold Haunting, the hour drew near Panic struck hard as daylight faded away Chasing a candle lit form The mind deceives, lies become truth Faceless demons discourse A ghost leads the blind in grief this night The only way is to recreate my life And pay the august price for one last goodbye Hollow throughout this phantom is sweetest pain