What if all of that was a dream?
Maybe dream world is a parrallel universe?
Where our souls are meeting, and lives our deepest desires
And if you forget what happened in your dreams
That's because someone told you or made something with you
You can't endeavoured it in the real world
Maybe we are already dead, and dreaming about our lives
So blurred and fading like a fix in the morning
All is turning softly sad back to my trivial routine
All is turning softly sad back to
But I could not forget this six nights and days
Jamming on the fulgurated
I inked it in my flesh
Jamming on the fulgurated
Maybe I've dreamed
But I could not forget this six nights and days
Jamming on the fulgurated
I inked it in my flesh
Jamming on the fulgurated
Maybe I've dreamed