Awakened by the cordless telephone Disturbed from the lethargy of sleep Confusing noises, is this a dream? Or did I foget my medicin? This scenario is repeated since before During day once again, falling into the veil of despair Painted in greyscale, the nightsky reflects my thoughts Mirrored visions from the compressed shell Hypnotized to sleep by my inner symphony Composed by the conductor from another galaxy Tunes diving into the devouting space Gazing into the darkness of my closed eye lids Receiving instructions from those who hovers above But observated by the inverted inward essence The womb of mysteries leaves riddles on the surface A wall of uncertainness unites With the phantom of thousand stars Breaking through my inner bars Awakened by the grasp of chains Forced away from my liberty Beyond echoing silence awaits eternal sleep Or did I forget that reality was a dream? Clouds of crimson smoke veils the shadows Diffuse sharpened illussions haunts the serenity Divorced from reality are we marked by pills I am merely a celestial creation, staring into confusion