| In my dreams | |
| I react as my true self | |
| And I learn humility | |
| Twisted moral planes | |
| As real as circumstance, each night | |
| I dance with primal urges | |
| Pornographic scenes | |
| That always start as they are ending | |
| In my dreams | |
| I walk with my true friends | |
| We discover secrets; we run through our lives | |
| Everything is twisted like abyss | |
| To the past and distant future | |
| I'm prepared for some big show | |
| Tried to arrive but | |
| I moved too slow | |
| Something's wrong when someone died | |
| Then I opened up my eyes | |
| Something's wrong when someone died | |
| Then I opened up my eyes |