My dreams are a place of safety.
But sometimes it\'s a place of darkness.
How can I tell that I\'m a good man,
If there are times when I dream about bad things?
I dream about the apocalypse ,
When I see all these wars and murders.
I dream about apocalypse,
Because I\'m afraid. Fear is my weakness.
And at the same time,
I dream about peace in the whole world.
So ridicolous.
People never kind with each other;
It\'s their nature - to kill, to try to become first.
How can they not understand -
No one man can rule the Universe?
But they can destroy it.
And they do.
Blood rivers of pain and screams are not
The best landscape and music for a beautiful world.