This is all a dream
A dreamer's dream
In day, at night
Soft voice as a bird
Coming in a string of river
I merely retained my silence
As the honorable bow to
Those I have given my heart

The trees ancient and wise
Breezes from Olympus
Blew firmly my soul away
From the never-ending road ahead
From the piercing stars in the piece of violet cloth
Away, away
But never land on hope again

This is all a dream
A dreamer's dream
With poetry by the fire
And liquor
Madly pushing memories behind
Staring at the clouds and I thought
Perhaps, I could fly
Perhaps, I would understand why the pyramids
Stood faithfully all through the years
And stop bumming up the questions to torment

Why should we care for
Our physical body?
Why must we
Remain in this useless world unwillingly?
Why must we...
Stay alive?
As many were already walking corpses.

This is but all a dream
A dreamer's dream
That I was forced to live in