see a man living behind glass walls his eyes are blind they see nothing nothing at all all his thoughts bend twards things things that only he sees all the world a reflection of his dreams his nightmares are all too real trapped within a crystalline world of thought not a fool unaware of what must be sought all his hopes and his dreams they are frozen in time all the world a reflection of his dreams his nightmres are all too real tear out the eyes that do not see turning your thoughts to perceptions within reaching through shadows blood on his hands grasping the truth that has found