Conceit

Sleep, but do not rest your head Take only what you need To keep the night from claiming The thoughts within _Enter Sin_ Dream on, dream on, dream on... Dream that we will stay as one Fantasy of fantasies Dream of dreams The guilty are guilty while so-called "saints" deny Greys are patching into self conglomerate Swirling, weaving, forming shrouds A disguise of conceit Concealed clustered morality Show only what you'd like to see Back to sleep And dream your dreams Try to not retain, or replace reality And if perchance you should remember, deny The dreams will dance without consent in your conceited mind.