As i whisper gently into sleeping ears Strange images appear and fills the horizon Focus seems to be drawn away from me Whilst colours fade, time ceases to exist
Dreaming, doors opening Waking, can this be real Wake up
Fraud
To see what i have foreseen
Fraud
To be what i have become A treacherous domain
Sing with me this last song As i lay myself to rest Unfulfilled promises of change This is the end Sing for me this swan-song Everlasting hope disappearing
Built upon promises of gold Makes this deceit tenfold I have caressed this lie Forsaken i will die
Sing with me this last song Before i lay myself to rest All i've ever been will be gone Sing for me this manifest
