At the end of my days Lost in dreams I cannot inhabit A peaceful escape A world more true then truth itself
In my dreams I walk alone Through ancient gardens Through enchanted forests And I heard the call of the south
A world in purple twilight Shimmering trees and immortal roses Beyond the golden valley I passed shadowlike groves
Ancient ruins that stands Before the mighty wall Older than aeons may be Pierced by the gate to eternity
Many times I paid visits To this strange, strange world Wondering how I could stay In this dream of death
Beyond the gates A land of dreams That brings no return For those who enter
At the end of my days Lost in dreams I cannot inhabit A peaceful escape A world more true then truth itself
In my dreams I walk alone Through ancient gardens Through enchanted forests And I heard the call of the south
Oblivione
And I found the yellowbrown roll of papyrus In the city of Zakarion, ancient home of the wise men of dreams And whose wisdom did not allow them to be born into the known world I found their tales of heaven and hell
And now the sacred drug shall open the gate I drift into my dreams over the groves, over the valley And the gate stands open, a dismal shimmer flows through Taking me to eternity, amazed by the sight that meets my eyes
Here is no land or sea Here dwells no light or darkness Just the infinite aeons exist And I dissolve in this crystal clear emptiness
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