Mechanical Poet Fantasies Lyrics

Electric storms, enormous worms... The death in many
violent forms.

The freezing nights, the boiling days. A perfect hell in
every way.

You're used to see just vultures around you and hear that
you've nowhere to hide.

You're used to see the same dream every night, in which
you dare to raise your eyes to the sky, and...

All your fantasies become so close, become so real. Yes, it hurts, of course it hurts. It's always hard to
find your own way.

With every day it's getting worse. The others try to make
you do what they say.

They say you have just vultures around you. They say that
you've nowhere to hide.

They say it's not a dream in your mind, because you've
already dared to raise your eyes to the sky, and...