Envision, Pt. II (Young Blood)

Today when I woke up
 There were many sensations surrounding me
 I dreamed of my late father
 And his troubled face
 And I cannot remember
 Of the times I've spent with him
 A sense of forgiveness
 And I don't understand
 Why did the doctors
 Tell my own mother
 That my mind had blocked
 What happened between us
 She told me that he was
 Scared of my visions
 He thought I was not myself
 Crimson blots
 And pain in the flesh
 Sorrow in his face
 I see a man
 Working for a company, in agony
 I see a locked man
 Fading behind his own mask
 Why does he hurt his own child with his hands?
 He couldn't live with the regret
 The man went with his car to a dark room
 Its engines on until his curse was gone
 My own gift, my own curse
 All these visions made me lose my dad
 Feelings of a sore that can't be healed
 Is this my cross?
 My own gift, my own curse
 All these visions made me lose my dad
 Oh, when I dreamed about
 I could see the truth about the others' truth
 I see a mother trapped in a bed
 Building walls instead of bridges
 I see a deviant mind dancing, falling
 Crumbling down the walls between DOs and DON'Ts
 (Now I remember my father singing)
 "To hold my son
 In arms that can reveal
 A love I've never felt
 To really want to be
 Someone who
 Can face life with clean hands
 With my head held upward"
 Why did he fail?