yesterworld
dark tranquillity
over the moor of mist and through valleys of fate
i fly on my voyage through this moonlit landscape
of re-emerged figments of imagination
i am aroused in sleep. aroused in sleep
far beyond the gate which reflects in the closed eye
reveal that a dreamscape lies therein
where the everlost find their peace
in the pearly gates of dawn
on the astral feed of minds
forever cleansed from all called wrath
and steals the thought of man
all ridden from inner aggression. a voyage beyond this world
in this paralell to real life
unveil hidden secrets in our sleep
- the key to what's beyond
in the wake of man we see
essential dreams unfulfilled
enhance the value of life
engraved words on the page of man
in the presence of the moon
an owl awakes and calls a name
accessable only at night. this ain't no dream."