In this world, that is real

For ordinary mortals,

In the world of violence & lie,

Where the law of self-preservation

And survival is holding sway,

I'm no one, I'm just

A link of enormous,

Useless existence,

That is known as life


But there I'm the master of that

Unknown and unimaginable.

It might be my mistake,

I might have yielded to my illusions,

But it's too late to change anything,

I'm leaving this world and now

I'm the master, master of my dream,

And my life.


Something is braking inside of me

Or outside of me,

Something involuntary or unrealized,

Similar to another, superior mind,

Which controls you,

And orders you to stay.


But there is no return.

I've trapped into a prison of illusions,

Prison of reality and fantasy,

Into a prison of my dream.


Oh, My God, it's just a dream,

It was only a dream,

But not simply a dream

- brutal dream in which

You are a master

For some time,

But a slave

Forever.