I was in the blue horizon, between heaven and earth
The days were unchanging, and every night, I dream the same dream
And I would hear them calling, the voices of the dead, that no one heard
The sound of my heart beating

And I would hear them calling, the voices of the death
And every night, I dream the same dream

The sound of my heart beating, like a hammer against cloth
And I would hear them calling, the voices of the dead

I, dream [?x]
I dream the same dream