Filling this world with a gloomy gaze While living in an absorbing haze A deep grey lake is all they see Focussed on what will come and what will be What will be shall come at last And knowing what will come has already passed Thinking and thinking, it's going to deep The borders are gone now, even in his sleep Where is the beginning, where is the end? What will you go through, where do you stand? A sorcerer, a beggar A king or a knight The emperor of a world The world of his mind Intelligence that crossed the lines of his stare Enchanted by the pearls at the bottom of the lake It catches a glimpse in this world of fake And takes along a piece of a mystery That is there, an isolated soul, dreaming or awake Or one that is open, insane or full of care This is the beginning, the beginning of the end What will you go through, there where you stand A sorcerer, a beggar A king or a knight The emperor of the world The world of mankind