Wonder if we make in the land of dreams.
A world full of mystery where nothing is what it seems.
Twilight is the mother of this land.
Darkness is the touch, the embrace of her hands
Caressing us like the icy touch of snow.
For every thought of hatred, a dreary fear she would show.
Caress the light that you would never see.
For this is your place, your time, your destiny
Take your place among fools and jesters.
Cover the truth with their gags and laughter’s.
Dance with the elegance of power and wealth.
To mask your past, the sadness you’ve felt.
Cry in pain for your agony of a broken heart.
Watch the shards fall, as your life tears apart.
Wake now for the nightmare to end.
Flee from this place where time will never spend.
As we open our eyes, smoke covers our memories, Mist…
Far from our reality we found the truth, Bliss.
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