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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
To rule the sea of imagination
And the sanity assassin
Is coming down to steal your mind
So he takes an innocent's vision
The blind lead the blind they say
Meet the sanity assasin
A 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
Is coming down in a stream of black
So he takes what he cannot live
The black leads the blind astray
Meet the sanity assassin
A 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 with your mind
Don't be afraid
Your path is not of sorrow
Don't be afraid
Dreams are immortal

Rise in the coming tide
Wave after wave of sleep
Crushing 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 minds
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
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   To rule the sea of imagination   And the sanity assassin   Is coming down to steal your mind   So he takes an innocent's vision   The blind lead the blind they say   Meet the sanity assasin   A 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   Is coming down in a stream of black   So he takes what he cannot live   The black leads the blind astray   Meet the sanity assassin   A 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 with your mind   Don't be afraid   Your path is not of sorrow   Don't be afraid    Dreams are immortal      Rise in the coming tide   Wave after wave of sleep   Crushing 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 minds   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