There was a time when plants were kind

When their voices were soft

And were not violent

There was a time when men were blind

And the world was a brain

And the brain was delicious

There was a time

Then it all went wrong

I dreamt of brains in times gone by

When hope was high

And people worth stalking

I dreamed that plants would eventually die

I dreamed that man would be forgiving

Then I was young and unafraid

And dreams were made and used and wasted

There was no ransom to be paid

No moan unmoaned

No brain untasted

But the plants come at night

With their voices soft as thunder

As they tear your body apart

And they turn your dream to flames

They gave within us a lust for brains

They filled my days with endless hunger

They took everything away

But they were gone when autumn came

And I thought that they'll be back

That we'll fight through the years together

But there are dreams that cannot be

And there are brains we cannot consume

I had a dream my life would be

So different from this hell I'm living

So different now from what it seemed

Now the player has killed

The dream I dreamed