Powdersleep
In the land of the mountains
with sugar and flour on the top
lives a pretty lass,
which I've never met.
In the land of my dreams
I dance with her,
every day,
every night,
to the tones of chains and
lightnings.
Because shackled I am
bound to live another life
Not the life I want,
and not the life with you.
I was born, in the land of concrete.
Where money, not love,
makes a difference.
But I've found a loop hole,
in my dreams
where I can be with you.
Make me go asleep.
Kill me, and release me
to my final rest.
Now I know why it's called Paradise.
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