White stained red
Of vacant eyes
The hallow dreams
Of a barren life
Saline solutions
Yield no resolutions

Sleepwalk through
This pain [bad word] of wakefulness
My lungs draw air
But in this body
There is no life

Pale washed red
Of crimson dreams
lifeless glare
At a loveless world
Sanguine solutions
To hope's dissolution

Tomorrow's turmoil tonight
Carbon mirrors of my yesterdays

Sleepwalk through
This life [bad word] of wakefulness
My lungs drew air
Now in this body
There is no pain