He was at three decades old, a voyager of ethereal seas Yet as the years crept on, the dreamland visits would fade away He walked impassive through the cities of man, no vista seemed fully real All things he'd revel in could only suggest of forgotten dreams
The key to the gate of dreams was lost Yet now its in his hands Traverse this cavern at all costs To return to the dreamlands
At last he made it through the gates of the silver key Uncovering the eldritch truth Of what he was meant to be A presence of omnipotence Twisting reality Bending all of space and time A new chance for him to see
To dare confront the unknown, in the presence of a god The key, the gate, the all in one, granted him his reveries
At last he made it through the gates of the silver key Uncovering the eldritch truth Of what he was meant to be A presence of omnipotence Twisting reality Bending all of space and time A new chance for him to see
His family noted he had changed back in eighteen eighty three He was a decade old a voyager of ethereal seasTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
