Christian Death Follow

Ice falls in the tempest
Waves of crystals solidify, suspended by silken thread

The scorpion has stung
The sovereign of passion has flung me
Into her sultry bed

I dreamt I was dreaming
That I was awake in a dream
Where being awake was real
As was dreaming it would seem
But then.........
I dreamt I had awakened
From a dream that I was awake
Where all dreams are real
And being awake was a mistake

Bewitching me compassionately
In the vanishing horizon
Of a harmonious equinox

In the temple of the burning flame
Are angels whispering my name
Behind my ears and between my curly locks

I dreamt I was dreaming
That I was awake in a dream
Where being awake was real
As was dreaming it would seem
But then.........
I dreamt I had awakened
From a dream that I was awake
Where all dreams are real
And being awake was a mistake

My love is suspended
Throughout the pluriverse for better or worse
I still dream the dream

The dawn of one world
Is the dusk of another perplexity is the mother
Of the eternal scheme

I dreamt I was dreaming
That I was awake in a dream
Where being awake was real
As was dreaming it would seem
But then.........
I dreamt I had awakened
From a dream that I was awake
Where all dreams are real
And being awake was a mistake

I dreamt I was dreaming