Midsummer's eve, good morning to get to this abandoned factory area. Four lonely hours... resulting this happy little trip, so let's go into my dreams.
In my dreams world were green again...
In my dreams air was calm and heavy...
In my dreams there were great halls... Can you hear how birds sing?
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In my dreams there were darkness and there were light...
In my dreams there were ways to go...
In my dreams there were midsummer's aching light...
In my dreams there were those empty, silent rooms... Can you hear sound of wings?
In my dreams there were that temple...
In my dreams there were stairway to heaven and hell... Can you feel touch of black wings?
In my dreams there were walls and doors...
In my dreams there were keys to the kingdom...
In my dreams there were lot of death... Can you feel last breath?
In my dreams there were lot of strange, dying creatures... Can you hear them crawling behind your back?
In my dreams there were black angel of death, nailed to the wall... Can you feel it getting inside your head?
In my dreams there were dead birds nailed to the walls... Opening their mouths without sound...
In my dreams there were that last breath... Catched with mirror.
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What a hilarious little trip that were!
I'm sure that this wouldn't be as irritating as it is if there wouldn't be this traditional bonuspicture. From my Paradise again:
Thanks for watching.