if i could control my dreams be the master of my nights relive the struggles of my days not to suffer but dominate these fights if i could rule a universe where only my person would matter and not just be a pawn in a world heading straight for disaster raise some armies just for slaughters sake of my fellow creatures meet harmonious and fair societies of a forbidden future the ability to struggle shape my life follow my principles no longer be haunted by religions and the infidels rattles these dreams that are mine are not they those of others a universe for a human being is it not too much some are too coward and too weak to dare to think to dominate a world even if it s theirs they re all confused preferring the slavery of their carnal life some kingdom to conquer unlimited source of power my imagination is braved my violence is boundless you ve chosen to be slave become my victim nothing belongs to you neither your body nor your mind bulging and overweening such is my thirst of power decadent perverted so have become my ideals day after day night after night ever vision every dream my subconscious dictate all my real or imaginary actions in what reality will i surface what world will be mine what are the rules to follow blood in my mind blood in my hands never mind here is my path i survive you perish