See the man of hungry mind
Never had a dream to call his own
His sin in form of thought
He lived to milk the minds of the blind
 [bad word] the sea of imagination 

And the sanity assassin
 [bad word] down to steal your mind
So he takes an innocent's vision
The blind lead the blind, they say
Meet the sanity assassin
trick of mind or the devil's whim
On the way to tomorrow's dream
He's fading away 

See the man with the empty soul
Never had a face or will of his own
So he took another's pride
And he made a mask of faults
Defensive anger and false emotion 

And the sanity assassin
 [bad word] down in a stream of black
So he takes what he cannot live
The black leads the blind astray
Meet the sanity assassin
trick of mind or the devil's whim
On the way to tomorrow's dream
He's fading away 

Sing your sweet poison, stealer of dreams
Bleed your sweet anguish and the form of dreams are born 

Don't be afraid to dream outside the lines
Don't be afraid of painting pictures within your mind
Don't be afraid, your path is not of sorrow
Don't be afraid, dreams are immortal 

Rise in [bad word] tide
Wave after wave of sleep [bad word] down
Hopes of the weakened and knowing
Awash in the undertow, falling away 

Listen as the tale begins to now unweave
The will of strong mind he'll never deceive
I speak the words to lay me down, I am ever strong
Against the all-knowing thief of imagination 

Dreams are immortal