Blind Lightning in The Obsessed

Dreamer, warped by time
You're a martyr of your mind
Visions, ideas unheard, future's
Just another word
Your road turns to a path of
Darkness stride on unafraid
Searching for lost moments you've
Seen them, eternal grave
You're charged with disregard
Yet the sounds you hear are
From a million voices
Your dreams intense as lightning
Yet man's simple fluid, can
Lead and blind you
Stride on