[00:04.544]Do tell me why my dreams
[00:12.914]Speak to me always of never
[00:32.172]For I am the never, the ever dreaming senses
[00:47.722]Within the windows of mine eyes, the beauty is ever shame
[01:03.532]This searing imagery roots within my consciousness
[01:14.779]Imagery that which I wish to know of, yet not to know of
[01:27.440]They are one in the same
[01:35.427]The silence of screaming, deep within the void of my never
[02:01.855]Take away the emptiness
[02:15.231]Take away the emptiness
[03:12.367]The dance echoes its imagery to me
[03:19.225]Again and again... and again
[03:24.410]Our dance... our very last dance
[03:31.347]Taunting me, taunting delicately around the empty carousel
[03:39.057]Of what I now wish to be and what remains of my dreams
[03:50.504]Why must I dream of the flourishing fountain
[03:58.111]Ever flowing with the blood of al whom hath cried out my name
[04:07.297]The dance echoes its imagery to me
[04:13.754]Again and again... and again...
[04:18.464]Our dance... our very last dance
[04:25.085]Taunting me, taunting delicately around the empty carousel
[04:29.497]Of what I now wish to be and what remains of my dreams
[04:45.019]A glimpse of a beautiful painting slips away
[04:53.390]Leaving in its place a canvas of endless black...
[05:02.667]Yet the illusion remains