Here inside the holy, my private sanatorium East of Lynx and Lyra and left of Aquarius A secret spot, a shrine, my own little pantheon A place of temptation, so I can go beyond Avatarium So many voices inside my head (Avatarium) They speak of the living, they speak of the dead (Avatarium) I am among friends or am I misled? (Avatarium) The smallest room can be a giant colosseum Here inside my frontal lobe cerebrium It's a sanctuary, a magic falsarium Where I create the greatest mysterium Avatarium So many voices inside my head (Avatarium) They speak of the living, they speak of the dead (Avatarium) I am among friends or am I misled? (Avatarium) I drink to you with a bleeding heart I call for you when my soul is scarred I need your love in the darkly hours You are all my avatars