Half staring into dull and dim, half of my eye is grim,
half of what is can only be as good as half of what it is,
it is 50% of what could be and 100% of what it is,
but when 50 and 50 multipy times 100 and all us dreamers an smokers grab on to sumthin,
when the world is in ruin and ppl are diein, when ppl are cryin, when ppl are smilin, our spirits live on, you can't take it from us, we wont deny God we wont deny life you stupid mother fuckers who think you can hide, he spoke since day one, we belong to him, the children of a dreamer, the dreamer of a God, yes, i dream of a day, not too far off, Valhalla, Ragnarok, Armageddon, when will it be, those last few moments of iconic destiny, ha...so today...just fade, into what is, 50% and its gifts, 100% of what it is, in love with a monster.