Dwelling in
A soft green meadow
Butterferflies surrounding me
Little white puffs of almost free
...
First there was a patch of moss,
trapped in her cold cage.
Second there was a dandelion,
blessed by the soft loving breeze.
...
Come with me,
to the land of the dragons.
Where dreams soar,
and nothing
...
Tears swelling,
in my eyes.
Nothing can stop them,
they're on the rise.
...
Pretend your king
Say I can rule the world
A King doesn't feel
...
If this love
could set us free
If this love
would make us anew
...
Devils rage
storming red
sailing on rivers
of the dead
...