Dreaming of a realm that will never exist
In this world enclosed within hatred's mist
A realm which I can only see in my dreams
With fairies and elves dancing upon silver streams.
Dreaming of a realm that only I can see,
A place too sacred for the blind eyes of humanity,
A place of dwarves and dragons, of hero's fight,
With tales of which only I can dream at night.
Dreaming of a realm that can never be real,
A realm humans can't see because they can't feel,
A realm of sepulchers, of shrines and woodland
Where reality is trapped within fantasy's hand.
