In blind marksmen
and in naked dreamers
deep below
it sleeps in the pit
You live for the dream of others
and yet you drool on their boots
like a dog
Smell
choke
sob
Taste
cringe
cling
Child of man
this dream is not yours
only this pain is what is yours
Deep below
it sleeps in the pit
and in naked dreamers
deep below
it sleeps in the pit
You live for the dream of others
and yet you drool on their boots
like a dog
Smell
choke
sob
Taste
cringe
cling
Child of man
this dream is not yours
only this pain is what is yours
Deep below
it sleeps in the pit