What if we are just a Dream
And Life is just the Sleeper?
What if Happiness is a door
And Sorrow the key's keeper?
What if Deception is the Truth
And the Truth, just a Lie
What if Life is only Death,
And to live, we must die?
The things we take for granted
May not be what they seem
For who is the Sleeper
And who is the Dream?