Voltak - Mr Smith of Dreams

Far from our daily world
Never thought I’d meet you here
Never thought I’d meet your spirit
Welcome Mr smith of Dreams

Far from our daily world
Never thought I’d meet you here
Never thought I’d meet your spirit
We must talk Mr smith of Dreams

There is something I need to confess to you
Remorse reached my core and I swear I tell the truth

I saw cathedrals, tall
Covered in spider web
Then saw the Lyse kloster
Wearing just moss instead

And the Parris Mansion’s bats inside
I'm sure you'd love that maze of eroded walls they hide
Expiration of death cold silence in the air
Remorse reached my core and I swear I tell the truth, o yeah

Far from our daily world
Never thought I’d meet you here
Never thought I’d meet your spirit
Welcome Mr smith of Dreams

Don't you tell me
You weren't aware that
We make an art depraved, distorted
An “art degenerate"

There is something I need to confess to you
Remorse reached my core and I swear I tell the truth
There is something I wish to persuade you
I'm sure we are of the race that meets extinction soon

We are of the race
We are of the race
We are of the race