Voices beyond the door of indreaming Whispering in my ears the notes Overture for the last ride Ancient knowledge is passed to another generation
Through the feather Their echoes become immortal in the paper Read are their voices In another sunset further in time . . .
In the sea of concious Words will be their guide Their fates brought them into these point In this labyrinth of phrases Their fates will show them the way To the unknown
Starting to dream . . . I sleep and awake in the world of dreams Awake in a common reality, but it is not the same for everyone I have to dwell between a permanent and a changing world That is driving me to the edge
To open the doors that cross in my way Beyond each a quest to be fulfilled To reach the control of that forgotten world That is left behind, they all denied
The rays of light that gave birth to the world Show me the body that hides beyond the cover of the skin
My hand is writing words that i don't even know In a foreign language brought to me by a crow Emissary of the lands far beyond our law He is the one that possesses the virtue For ruling the realms
Watch my hands to regain the form of the sleeping body Watch the mist fade away and discover the realms of the infinite sea Canvas of pictures of my live that changes in a violent motion