A dream has kept recurring and sneaking in my sleep
for nights and nights of torment..
Chaotic and perturbing, sick hallucinations harassing me
like angry demons rubbing their teeth against my living flesh..
A dream that we should meet again..again and again..
until we plunge into the manipulative hands of a new fate
one that is finally protective of our date..

We shall rise again.. under a moon that shows both of us the same face,
in a dimension where we are no longer desperate slaves
of time and space;
We will be finally building up our envisioned embrace..
the architecture of our arms no longer pertaining to one, but to us both,
the human sculpture of our bodies will at last gain shape and grow..
We'll find a way so that our arms would grow cells welding our bodies together;
my hands would grow roots in your shoulders and your teeth would add to mine..
our monstrous appearance so uncommon to mortals would spread fear and outrage,
our jealousy and possessive passion would throw us in disdain..
We'd be accused of heresy against the human laws and sent away.
To them,
our abnormal mutation would mock the pattern of their common ways..
They're all too normal, we're insane.. for you I am insane..

Llife is a mere chimera and all we live might be an unreal hologram,
a game, a theatrical act where we are puppets under sedation..
Drugged, unconscious, living in a glass globe..
springing from nothing,everything could return to nothing,
resting for eons without a single thought or feeling moving
the infinitesimal particles of the universe..
A silence not even sad, for sadness will exist no more..
An atrocious silence no one will feel nor know..
So feeble are we and our skin ,
and now our souls are tested for their strengths as well..
We are so weak and vulnerable, we are just pawns..
Reality feels meaningless and cheap..
Nothing compares to the embrace of our souls..
And yet, i feel we're pawns..
Even our so called strength doesn't belong to us..
We are so weak and helpless in this world..
Our struggle is in vain without the help of a Superior Force..

Still, no matter how many times and in how many ways destiny might endeavor to bring us apart,
when the sun sets, i'll always turn into your arms and cry for the time we've lost.