Course Of Empire - Persian Song lyrics

In a cool cool room, a room without a window, a door is there to enter, enter into Neverland I try to separate the real from the unreal They run together into nothing, something's coming Tonight I go under to see, what shape my watcher will be Tonight I go under to see, tonight I bleed In a vacant dormitory, the floors are made of wood The plaster tells a different story A quiet boy climbs into noise I try to separate the real from the unreal They run together into nothing, something's coming Tonight I go under to see, what shape my watcher will be Tonight I go under to see, tonight I bleed The man with the truth chair, he found a river that runs there It starts in the East, it runs to the West, and every human drinks from it Tonight I go under to see, tonight I bleed All the way this time All the way this time I try to separate the real from the unreal They run together into nothing, something's coming I try to separate the real from the unreal They run together into nothing, something's coming something's coming