The dream of granted immortality,
Nothing could create an afterlife!
A way of living on depravity,
Change the world and lead a daily life.
Created by eternal disbelief.
His soul and dreams become a gothic fiction,
The dream of life and death without belief,
The root of evil like a black magician.
Dream about the life of new temptation.
A world for granted immortality,
Need a scientific explanation,
Sing the song of old depravity.
The children gathered on their own subconscious,
To see a world of pain and disbelief,
Betrayed and haunted by the doubting Thomas,
The gates of heaven had a great belief.
Simply offer me a voice unseen.
I sing the songs of peace and fascination,
An angel on the wings of Peter bien,
Dream a scientific explanation.
Depending on a true hallucination!
To change the life of human consciousness,
Wander through a world of inspiration,
Feel protected by the doubting Thomas.
Any sort of superhero fiction.
A dream or haunted by the words unseen,
Without a feeling like an old magician,
Looking through the eyes of Peter bien.
A hundred thousand years of fortune telling.
About the dreams that never could awaken,
Travel through a state of mind possessing,
Face the world without an explanation.
On my mind becomes a waking life,
Surrounded by the light of horror fiction.
A vision from an evil afterlife,
Looking through the eyes of superstition.
Salvation from an ancient revelation.
Peace of mind and looking like a fairy,
The world is haunted by a strange temptation,
Without the fear of being ordinary.