My dream as of a child.
As butterflies in the sky.
I am about on the other side with black bats of me
My blue sky becomes ashes.
A cliff is formed among me.

My blue sky of white clouds.
My imagination full of screams.
My blue sky of black clouds.
My imagination full of monsters of me even.
The only place where I am not alone.

My field of withered roses of empty life as inside of me.
Your voices recorded in my head.
Your hands that try me to hold.
You be of my life of my imagination.
Storm of dreams inside of me.
Clouds that are formed among us.

Let us separate, and I will never again go you to see.
Looking for roads to proceed in front.
An unknown direction where was never and it will never arrive.
Wasted dreams, my magic world being destroyed by disillusions.
My rage always anger you to proceed where it goes, he/she will always remember me when he/she looks for he/she brings and forward, I will always be in your thoughts.
My imagination full of dreams.
My imagination destroyed by nightmares