In her mind there is no death
She screams the lost souls
Of the Warriors battle cries
It was hard for her to explain
She wanted to say fuck it all

But she never had the heart to
Well the dreamer speaks once more
For when she faces death she sings
A song of the hollow and it holds her
Rocking her gentle as the wind sings
A song of cruel hatred
The fire blazes of the dead bodies
Yet the dreamer smiles she knows
That death is so close
No longer fears and runs
She lets the earth hold her up
Crushing her between deaths arms

How can this be
How can she feel this
The dreamer you say is fake
But just has face death to much
To see the truth in face
The darkness in reality
How blind must you be truly