Out in the Silence
Morgana Lefay
Levitating from my bed
Everything is spinning
Around in my head
In the ceiling there is a hole
A black nothing wants me to come
I believe that all our fantasies
Become real in the void and
In our dreams
I embark the cimmerian skies
And I see a man with flagrant eyes
I penetrate his empty shell
He is the oracle of hell
I believe that all our fantasies
Become real
I believe in evil dreams
Out in the silence of death
Into the palace of darkness
Is this a dream where I die
In this emptiness I fly
My memories begin to fade
I don't remember who I am
I was and now I am
I believe that all our fantasies
Become real in the void and
In our dreams
Out in the silence of death
Into the palace of darkness
Reincarnation, new life