Letra No poetic device de Refuse Of Death

I've been dreaming. I was lucid. I was dreaming blood was seeping from my pores.
Who'd believe that it was all my own decision? Cracked faces and medicated smiles.
Set fire to my home before I turned and walked back in. For even needle open my
chest and insert ten pins. I just anticipate what awaits when I awake... break. I
die in my daydreams. The gardens have all been overgrown. I pushed my hand through
the thorns to crush the final rose. A deadly secret only I suffer to know. I can't
eradicate what awaits when I awake... break. I die in my day dreams.