I was sailing in the sea of lethargy
upon an empty dream
when land appeared
and filled the endless horizon
White pillars from marble
deep into a garden
were shining like guiding stars

The Dreamlord

A frozen voice from inside
poured out in my dreamworld
the voice of Morpheus:
"Taste the fruit of knowledge
drink the juice of wisdom
and you'll see what eyes can't see"

The Dreamlord

"You have reached Utopia"

In the garden of illusions
encircled from the pillars
I found my idol
but clouds filled the purple sky
and shed their crystal tears
and the idol became muddy

The Dreamlord

"The right explanation of symbols
depends on you
The sun will send me away"

In the
place where the idol was,
appeared a white flower

Waiting the drawing of the underworld
none to share your fears
The shadow of charon falls
upon the stone of hopes
The body is paralysing
The air is too thick to enter
a cataclysm is spawned into the regions of the soul
The cry of the first time
when you were free from the womb,
is the same but now you are entering the night

Chorus:
Most try to understand why they are born if they must die.
Life seems pointless with an end
They wonder if existence remains after death
or Erabus is the final state

Charon:
"You knew from the beginning
That the end will come in time.
Yet, so many things you left undone
So many more unknown
In a life that is but a dream
Into a gods dream."

Chorus:
Most try to understand why they are born if they must die
Life seems pointless with an end

Charon:
"Existence is a choice that remains after death
Erabus is my mental state."

In a dream I saw a man
A face not strange to me
He stared at me while I was asleep and whispered in my ear
He led me through the corridors of my ancestral home
He stopped one step before one wall, and then I fainted

In the eldest wall of my home I found the entrance of a CRYPT
The view I saw was so obscure,
alien remnants, pentagrams and candles of the floor

The crypt was made as a passage to the gates of reality
And just when I realised the truth I was in a different shape

I hear thousands of sounds
like bestial laughs, deafening flutes and daemonic choirs
Possibilities fall under control, unfolding new dimensions.