My world is the land of frozen illusions
a castle of gold shining
hiding behind the dark clouds of my mind
my eyes stare into nothing
while I wander through the valleys
while I wander through the woods.

My hands create
while I try to find the path
to my own reality…awake

Innocence is torn away from here
children of stone – angels of dust
where the souls are black
and all views are crossed
where coldness grows day by day
where the seed is drowned in blood.

I touch the flowers and the golden blooms
on my way through the land where tales are true
where my desire burns…sleep my child
in the barks of yore.
I send you a dream of light and peace
until the roses burn red and love kisses my sleep away…
when you return teach me how to love and how to dream
when you smile it’s like angel’s tears raining down
in my heart of dust.