Who knows                                                
You know                
              You know
                                              Who knows

.             . ☆ .   2  cascade                
             .            1 a glittering           . ☆ . 3 of galaxies    
             .          4 spilling                           . ☆  .     5  through
            .           6  immeasurable                               8 dark      
          ☆                                7 heaven   . ☆  .        9  hollows  
               ☆                                    ­                      10 and hidden
             ☆                                . ☆ . 11 sanctuaries  
                                          . ☆ .    7               x                  7                 . ☆ .
             7                           ­          x                  7                   . ☆ .

The Sun
Has won
We love
The Sun

some
☠☠☠☠
may☠say☠we
☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠
have☠climbed☠to☠such
☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠
great☠heights☠we☠did☠it☠alone
☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠
­we☠all☠stand☠on☠top☠of☠a☠pyramid
☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠
made☠☠☠of­☠☠☠☠skulls☠☠☠☠and☠☠☠bones

The blossoms fallen from the sky
The world softly snowed under
And deep beneath the silent tide
The dark Earth dreams and wonders

Then from a buried cherry springs
A green and tender stem
Slowly but surely wakening
Once more to bloom again

.      The shape oƒ what we love and fear
                                 Hides s∅meplace we may never go            
                      And all the t☈uths we hold most dear              
                  Are things that we ₥ay never know                                      
                  But in the midd↳e of your mind                                
                    A darkness brightεr than the Sun                                        
                      If you shall ⑀eek then you shall find                
                             The ⑀hadows of the Formless One

If life is a dream,
Then who am I?
Can I be seen?
Do I have eyes?
Can I speak?
Do I ask why?
What strange stars
Light up my sky?

If life is a dream,
Then what is death?
Where do we go?
What comes next?
When I wake
Will I forget?
I'm not ready
To wake up yet