Twisted thinking, what`s next ? No more nightmares, they`re real Maybe tomorrow you`ll know Knowledge that hides is found Someday you`ll see There is this madman Somaday you`ll see Revelations, running wild Risking death for the dead Raging inflection, insight Concentration to unveil Someday you`ll see To find a madman ... Someday you`ll see But it will be too late To stop his dreams ... 13, he`s out there somewhere Learning to control his psychotic dreams Picking at brains Remains on the curb from a dead dog What kind of child is this ? What does the future hold ? You`ll see what I hope to find Your respect will be mine Fame and praise in time I will look inside, my theory to prove He`s working, the mind and the spirit Sickness lost deep within himself, going insane Secrets untold for your own good What kind of man is this ? What does the future hold ? You`ll see what I hope to find Your respect will be mine It will be mine Looking for the key to set the spirit free