Song | Dreamscape Domain |
Artist | Altered Aeon |
Album | Dispiritism |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Ohlsson | |
Waking to a dream, entering the ethereal | |
Gazing, wide awake in the world of the sleeping | |
Clear definitions of dream versus reality shatters | |
Parts of a whole, forming the existential weave | |
Twins of the origin | |
Soaring past the gates built by a thousand fever dreams | |
Entering the halls, constructed by the collective subconsciousness | |
This palace everchanging, adjusting and breathing through our thoughts | |
Oozing this night from the pains and pleasures present here | |
Exquisite architecture, unmatched and unformed | |
The waking world pales by comparison | |
Acting the grand observer of countless thoughtforms | |
Seeing the astral doubles of experienced emotions | |
Grotesque beings of projected hatred | |
My silver cord commands my presence onward | |
Deeper into the considered unreal of no boundaries | |
This domain has the potential to be anything | |
Yet it is diminished by man | |
The thoughtforms of loathing and ignorance | |
Appears again in these halls | |
Their silhouettes becoming more vivid | |
Attempting to feed on my presence | |
Leaving the palace of omni-potent dreaming | |
Hunted by messengers of mankind`s imagery | |
Returning to flesh in shades of blood and silver "Heed - recall nothing!" |
zuo qu : Ohlsson | |
Waking to a dream, entering the ethereal | |
Gazing, wide awake in the world of the sleeping | |
Clear definitions of dream versus reality shatters | |
Parts of a whole, forming the existential weave | |
Twins of the origin | |
Soaring past the gates built by a thousand fever dreams | |
Entering the halls, constructed by the collective subconsciousness | |
This palace everchanging, adjusting and breathing through our thoughts | |
Oozing this night from the pains and pleasures present here | |
Exquisite architecture, unmatched and unformed | |
The waking world pales by comparison | |
Acting the grand observer of countless thoughtforms | |
Seeing the astral doubles of experienced emotions | |
Grotesque beings of projected hatred | |
My silver cord commands my presence onward | |
Deeper into the considered unreal of no boundaries | |
This domain has the potential to be anything | |
Yet it is diminished by man | |
The thoughtforms of loathing and ignorance | |
Appears again in these halls | |
Their silhouettes becoming more vivid | |
Attempting to feed on my presence | |
Leaving the palace of omnipotent dreaming | |
Hunted by messengers of mankind s imagery | |
Returning to flesh in shades of blood and silver " Heed recall nothing!" |
zuò qǔ : Ohlsson | |
Waking to a dream, entering the ethereal | |
Gazing, wide awake in the world of the sleeping | |
Clear definitions of dream versus reality shatters | |
Parts of a whole, forming the existential weave | |
Twins of the origin | |
Soaring past the gates built by a thousand fever dreams | |
Entering the halls, constructed by the collective subconsciousness | |
This palace everchanging, adjusting and breathing through our thoughts | |
Oozing this night from the pains and pleasures present here | |
Exquisite architecture, unmatched and unformed | |
The waking world pales by comparison | |
Acting the grand observer of countless thoughtforms | |
Seeing the astral doubles of experienced emotions | |
Grotesque beings of projected hatred | |
My silver cord commands my presence onward | |
Deeper into the considered unreal of no boundaries | |
This domain has the potential to be anything | |
Yet it is diminished by man | |
The thoughtforms of loathing and ignorance | |
Appears again in these halls | |
Their silhouettes becoming more vivid | |
Attempting to feed on my presence | |
Leaving the palace of omnipotent dreaming | |
Hunted by messengers of mankind s imagery | |
Returning to flesh in shades of blood and silver " Heed recall nothing!" |