Racing hours
Chasing sunrise in my heart
In the depths of darkness
Elusive illusions die

It's so easy to bow down to
The shadows of the mind

Inside the deranged theatre
We must dream with open eyes
Dreamers of the day -
the future's ours

Believe in tomorrow -
that fleeting promise of light
Just hold me tight
While the night's dark
Deceive me bravely if you must
 [bad word] to our illusion...

Inside the deranged theatre
We must dream with open eyes
Dreamers of the day -
the future's ours

Still I can feel
cold hand's touch
Wrap around my neck and tease
Until I can't breathe...
Dare I dream again - He asks
But all I know is dream I must...

'...Tell me what's out there
For you fool?
There's nowhere else [bad word] Where will you go?
You'll fail
Youll lose
You will suffer
And what end?
The world's so [bad word] ..'

It could be that sometimes
You have to break
Your beloved chains
And leave with nothing
But a heart ache
In a cage you cannot live...
I cannot live...