I. Erotomania (instrumental)

Music: Dream Theater



II. Voices

Lyrics: John Petrucci

Music: Dream Theater



"Love, just don't stare"

He used to say to me

every Sunday morning

The spider in the window

The angel in the pool

The old man takes the poison

Now the widow makes the rules



"So speak, I'm right here"

She used to say to me

not a word, not a word

Judas on the ceiling

the Devil in my bed

I guess Easter's never coming

So I'll just wait inside my head



Like a scream but sort of silent

living off my nightmares



Voices repeating me

"Feeling threatened?

We reflect your hopes and fears."

Voices discussing me

"Others steal your thoughts

they're not confined

within your mind."



Thought disorder

Dream control

Now they read my mind on the radio

But where was the Garden of Eden?



I feel elated

I feel depressed

Sex is death, Death is sex

Says it right here on my Crucifix



Like a scream but sort of silent

living off my nightmares



Voices protecting me

"Good behavior

brings the Savior

to his knees."



Voices rejecting me

"Others steal your thoughts

they're not confined

to your own mind."



I'm kneeling on the floor

staring at the wall

like the spider in the window

I wish that I could speak

Is there fantasy in refuge?

God in politicians?

Should I turn on my religion?

These demons in my head tell me to



I'm lying here in bed

Swear my skin is inside out

Just another Sunday morning



Seen my diary on the newsstand

Seems we've lost the truth to quicksand

It's a shame no one is praying

'Cause these voices in my head

keep saying...



"Love, just don't stare."

"Reveal the Word when you're

supposed to"

Withdrawn and introverted

Infectiously perverted

"Being laughed at and confused

keeps us pleasantly amused

enough to stay."



Maybe I'm just Cassandra fleeting

Twentieth century Icon bleeding

Willing to risk Salvation

to escape from isolation



I'm witness to redemption

heard you speak but never listened

Can you rid me of my secrets?

Deliver us from Darkness?



Voices repeating me

"Feeling threatened?

We reflect your hopes and fears."



Voices discussing me

Don't expect your own Messiah

This neverworld which you desire

is only in your mind.



III. The Silent Man

Lyrics: John Petrucci

Music: John Petrucci



A question well served,

"Is silence like a fever?"

"A voice never heard?"

"Or a message with no receiver?"



Pray they won't ask

Behind the stained glass

There's always one more mask



Has man been a victim

of his woman, of his father?

if he elects not to bother,

will he suffocate their faith?



Desperate to fall

Behind the Great Wall

That separates us all



When there is reason

Tonight I'm Awake

when there's no answer

Arrive the Silent Man



If there is balance

tonight He's Awake

If they have to suffer

There lies the Silent Man



Sin without deceivers

A God with no believers

I could sail by

on the Winds of Silence

And maybe they won't notice

But this time I think

It'd be better if I swim



When there is reason

Tonight I'm Awake

When there's no answer

Arrive the Silent Man

If there's balance

Tonight he's Awake

If they have to suffer

There lies the Silent Man