A trembling ride down under On a cloudy lane All logical directions Will swerve away A foggy haze In a mental maze Escape the cold intrusion Of the upper world I stand alone beneath the hollow The senses will follow Euphoric states are taking turns The surface will burn A sence of disturbance Between the walls of consciousness I am trapped alone beneath the thunder The gates will close Below the slumber I stand below the earthly In the blackened ground The astral world's mechanics Now make no sound The beating clocks from reality Recalls the subsistence All the way down here There's too much to unveil In constructions of the sleep A sentiment of fright The dream has gone too deep Whatever it may take It might not be too late To capture the control And return to be awake A trembling ride down under On a cloudy lane I stand below the slumber For all time to come