See him, who ariseth from these dreary waters What doth thy imagination tell thee? Those pale dim lights make all eternity end... ... and who laugheth now? Sleep... it leads you right unto dimensions never seen Illusive dreamvisions, aeoms pa**ing in a moment They all dwell therein, there where your second Sight's blinded and delight stands for pain Fragile existence disheartedly brought to Comdemned shell of torturous co-existence Men and insects, both with solus departed This cannot be Stop for a moment (please stop) Conceive, create and produce your own angels Demons of the same kind Anyone or anything you'd dare to trust Naturally, everything seems to be an absurd Absurd to a maximum extent However, please dream on and walk on The path you chose, what a j**el of Subterranea it hides? And is it j**el at all? One billion questions yet with no answer Dream a dream and go deeper deeper deeper! Deeper into time and space all created by yourself And now would please you go back to externality Tell me... can you see anything now? In these waters dark as hell itself probably is, (yes) Still the vision's recognizable... See him, who ariseth from these dreary waters What doth thy imagination tell thee? Those pale dim lights make all eternity end... ... and who laugheth now?