sleep, the wishes in my brain
wake me, take me out of here
they wont stop, talking, whispering
"sign me out...of the gates of morbid"

the skies fall back, looking in there eyes,
the time is now, this time you die
death cuts its sword into me
my stomach bleeds with pleasure
the last words i here from the king
and in the few secounds I see
the tears dripping off the walls
the cold dragon wimpering in the chamber
and I almost saw you...your face...
stealing the darkness in its eyes
and I cant breathe, god save us
me, myself and the one whos insane
im not...im not happy to see her
as if she was waiting to kill me,
then hold me still in the shadows
crying behind the gates of morbid

"sane my friend be sane,
dylan your normal, its just a part
of being a teenage, your not a teenager
your not a grown man inside..."
I gotta find that child inside me
not the answers inside them, you
help me breathe, oh people of myself
im not trying to sound like another.
Just to make the sounds sane
sane, like I was once....so naive
behind the gates of morbid...

my gift of self replacement
cant be better than her voice
singing me to sleep...mom
wish me a lullaby to sleep
dream a fortune for yourself
dont ignore me be yourself
just be happy like we are...
as long as where all here
behind the gates of morbid

as I awake from the stabbing
I find myself starring into her eyes
you...mother...behind...the gates of morbid
no...-no heart