As you wake up I am dead

Drown in our own sweat

A gate covered by roses

A gate covered by roses

I try to catch them

They're melting

Rotten

Blackened by the fire

Is this the fall?

I paint with black

Every chink of light

Shading my conscience

Behind the mask I create

Chased by my nightmares

I crossed the lucid veil

Collecting moments

From a future already lived

I'm floating on the edge of the void

The gate is closed

I want to go straight

And pass trough the door

Undisclosed desire

Melting shadows

I hope

Praises to the void

In the middle of my dream

I realize