Gothica - Penelope lyrics

Fluid is the night which I plunge in Coloured by the sunset, enlightened by the moon I weave weft of dreams Erasing them with reality I wait for d**h That will come from the sea I grow flowers watering them With blood and I destroy them With the look of someone who has seen And knows too much They read a world in me In me they perceive the dream Roads of sea, houses of clouds I weave, and my thread is d**h