Dreams Spectre - Sear Bliss

My will has woken

Feel the eruption

Of all that seethe within

This is the beginning of the neverending restlessness

Rise!

Among pyramids made of ice

And icicles of sand

Crossing the orbits of dangerous planets I flee

My soul is broken

Feel the eruption

Of all that seethe within

This is the beginning of neverending restlessness

My life it and elegy unwritten

I sculpt you like the clay of time

Like crystal snowflakes dress the naked land

After an enormous avalanche

I lay there buried

Be prepared to be the next victim

Fall!

And now I realized you are a spectre in my dreams