Gather in a dark night, where the fantasy runs surpreme,
Gather in a dream, for you will not have to die in it's grasp,
Always in the presence of a sweet dream,
Dance my beloved servant, my wonderful dark knight,
To the sound of my waving, distorted, burnt wings with their marks,
I won't show you any sad dreams, but I want to heal your wounds,
Fold your hands and spin the wool, move through these fantastic grounds with me and don't you dare to be a fool,
A legendary illusion, chrystal starlight, what is it you desire ?
The eternity of the land of fantasy, the unlimited time in dreams,
Escape away from all the trouble this world has offered you,
And fall into a deep long slumber forever after,
Be aware of the great magic, it might be your fall,
The gate closed, recall to your previous self, you won't return from here on, but will always be able to look forward, for you are trapped,
It should been have so, what's left are six wings, allowing me to sore in the dream of this endless abyss.
What's left is an illusion of your former self,
Sleep.

~ Umi