Another dream has turned into a nightmareand now he can not sleep.Itâs just like every night, the past is hunting himsince heâs fought senseless wars.A million faces marching through his brain.Crushing bones and screams makes him insane.Lost in silence,tyrant leaders blow his mind.Acts of violence,broke his will so long ago. But there is a glow in the old manâs eyes.âDonât turn away my son; our journey has just begun, (has just begunâ¦)letâs fly on broken wings into the sun!!âA trip into his soul seems like a rise acrossa sea of blood and tears.Any little louder noise keeps fearing him until theday he closes his eyes.A million faces marching through his brain.Crushing bones and screams makes him insane.Lost in silence,tyrant leaders blow his mind.Acts of violence,broke his will so long ago. But there is a glow in the old manâs eyes.âDonât turn away my son; our journey has just begun, (has just begunâ¦)letâs fly on broken wings into the sun!!â