Let your fever grow in thine spirit awakening, life is but an interlude
These souls of black defying light, devoid of colors, refuse to die, I'm beyond your experience
When all our hopes of pride and justice to be done are pierced by falsehood for a nail
Cast into the pit of reprisal within your mind, not me
Come look into the mirror of dreams and face the agony...
See the reason why despisal is your part before me...
So we find madness without the method amidst the ancient night
Is this illusion not of this world but a dream within a dream?
Is this dreamworld a were punishment, a punishment for me?