Twelfth strike to make them fall
Pale ruins of all the past lives
Eleventh call through the night
Cascading waterfalls of silver moonlight
Calling me to enter the darkest heart
I am a dreamer living a dream
I am a storyteller writing another story
Silent longer still longing for ancient lore
Hidden within dark poisoned core
Paradise seeker longing for her home
I try to find the answers to reach the truth
Still every dream is but a call of the deepest awe
Darkest side has its pure light
Sharing it with nobody
Bearing it still for a one whoever cares
Weeping deep in the black coiling night
Pale moon will guide to white shores
Where life writes a hideaway of heart’s core
Once lost innocence won;t be reborn
I am but a nightcrawler
Searching for dreams in the darkness of human hearts
I am but a longer
Longing for all the childish tales unbound
I am but a dreamer
Holding a dearest hope every night
For the world I’m but escapist
A lonely dark beast
Living in a castle of dreams and mirages
Longing for wishes of midnight wonders
Till the sundown of life reached me
Reveal my real name to me
Let me feel what I always wished to see
The world I always wished it to be
I want to fly with whitefeather owl
I want to find a child’s dream awe
Take me back home