Lost in my own world
Living my dreams,
This is a pain
Where I can’t scream.
This is what I asked for all my life
Now that I have it
How can I be naive?
His callings are like a melody to me
Clinging to my brain for eternity.
All these voices and hallucinations
Shall not be perplexed
With my illusions.
They tell me things and sing for me
The song of life that was
Till now buried in me.
