Nightmares

I wake up
From the nightmare that choked me
The nightmare that held me down and smothered me

I wake up
To the hand of god
sending me to hell

I wake up
To a knife agenst my neck
And the warm blood dripping down my neck and body
The blood of the innocent and the murdderd

I wake up
Hanging from a ceiling
With chains around my hands
The chains of the tourchured in the world

I wake up
With bruses on my body
The bruses of the abussed in the world

The world we live in is not safe anymore
Thats what the nightmares are telling me
They are useing my body
To send the message to the world

And as I am abussed by this tourcher
I cry A heavy deal of tears,
And somtimes blood

So now I am cursed
To live this way
Until the good of the world returns
And all the bad sins are sent to hell