Departed soul of yesterday’s life
I am a dream in a dream
I hear the echoes of my preceeding word
Above all surfaces in exterior dimensions

Travelling the universe
Touching the untouched
Prism of psychological thoughts
Is storming the barriers inside of me

Still I am nothing

Perhaps I’m a thought, my thought
Self-absorbed in ultimate vision
And the many spectres of life
Are inside the outside of nothing

I feel like I’m one with the atmosphere
The atmosphere of some planet I don’t know
I feel like I’m one with the atmosphere
The atmosphere of some planet I don’t know

Still can’t be
Still can’t be
Please God
Recreate me

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