I cross the mystic path of shadows right beneath the sea There's a strange white castle where they have called me I'm getting closer and closer, walking step by step My two hands feel frozen, that's a consequence of dread
Above the door I can see the star And I hear some whispers, so cold and far The door then cracks, “you can come by” I hesitate, but my fate's inside
I dream the illusion of fools Finding the one for me Where I can use all the tools And meet the light within
I lay here, under the moon Longing to wake up, free Feeling her hands in the loom Changing my future here
The decoration of the castle shines in red and gold There's a magic throne at the end of the hall I get closer and closer, walking step by step I can see her sitting, she's the queen of them
“Is he the right one?”, whispers ask again As she looks at me and then nods her head Right afterwards she smiles and this strange vision ends While a bright light shines until I sleep again
I dream the illusion of fools Finding the one for me Where I can use all the tools And meet the light within
I lay here, under the moon Longing to wake up, free Feeling her hands in the loom Changing my future hereTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
