Tystnaden The Vanishing
When you dream a lot it happens that reality
Becomes confused with fantasy
And while you're saying
"do not believe it's all like that
All is different from how you
Imagine it" your heart howls a weeping of pain
'cause it knows that will never exist
A reality wonderful like a dream,
Will not ever & exist!
When the obsession takes you
Every night I try the spell of my rhyme
Hemmed in by void, collapsing the day
Vanishing in the delicious state of mania
Desire of accepting this living world but we can't
Giddying me 'cause of the pointed thoughts in my brain
Open the dream's eyes and only dive in
An overture of what expects me in a dream
Soil, ink, ills, stroke the hatred of tomorrow
Sky, white, health, lies... of tomorrow
Sun, death, dawn, stroke the hatred of tomorrow
Moon, life, dusk, lies... of tomorrow
A roving in my brain, ending with the cleaning sunrise
A roving in my brain...
...Sham of perfection
I live with echoes' filters
'cause this world is not enough for me now.
When the obsession takes you
Every night I try the spell of my rhyme
Hemmed in by void, collapsing the day
Vanishing in the delicious state of mania
Desire of accepting this living world but we can't
Giddying me 'cause of the pointed thoughts in my brain
Open the dream's eyes and only dive in
An overture of what expects me in a dream
Soil, ink, ills, stroke the hatred of tomorrow
Sky, white, health, lies... of tomorrow
Sun, death, dawn, stroke the hatred of tomorrow
Moon, life, dusk, lies... sham of perfection
A roving in my brain, ending with the cleaning sunrise
A roving in my brain...
...Sham of perfection
I live with echoes' filters
'cause this world is not enough for me now.
It's my sham of perfection.
When you dream a lot it happens that reality
Becomes confused with fantasy
And while you're saying
"do not believe it's all like that
All is different from how you
Imagine it" your heart howls a weeping of pain
'cause it knows that will never exist
A reality wonderful like a dream,
Will not ever exist...
