Deep in the corners of your innermost dreams 
 Chaos is order and nothing as it seems 
 You gather with reason and rational brain 
 But these weapons remain blunt, you are slowly getting insane 

 A trip between galaxies and black holes 
 Is what one can experience inside one's soul 
 The projection of cosmos makes up every cell 
 Not outside but inwards we should dwell 

 Above is as below, the ideosynchronicity is the secrecy 
 I've finally understood that outside is but a shadow 
 Of what is inside of me 

 If one dreams his dream alone it is all his own 
 Hallucinating fantasy 
 The way we all dream at day and ourselves betray 
 Is called reality