|
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 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 |