Changing times and movements, confusing talk i hear
Easily slips right past me, leaves an empty fear

Anger pops up from behind my eyes
I see red but don't see well
I have to use my patient and its breaking
Breaking a nerve and i feel like hell

Interchanging crossroads, no signs i see
Changing a right turn, i think i don't believe

I pass the final turn the ultimate remain
Then fear creeps up behind my door
I see a face that is broken
I wake up and the light is gone

Anger pops up...

Where is the dealer, i've reached a closing door
Noisily retreating, i reason all the more