One

We are not one
We are not whole
We are the dreamers

I cannot see my face
I cannot see the things
I cannot think straight

Of the pictures in my mind...

Beyond that which we know
Beyond that which is done
Beyond all that has been

Take me away, take me away forever
Away from you, and every other one

Of the pictures in my mind...

I am no longer myself, I am not who
I used to be, nor a person I used to know

This is the end of the line
This is the start of a new beginning
This is the final solution

No turning back
No looking up to the stars
What's done is done

We are the lucky few
We are the mighty and...

The ones who seek shelter
The ones who understand
The ones who cried for you

When you were all alone
And in the dark, forgotten
By everyone...

Of the pictures in my mind...

I am no longer myself, I am not who
I used to be, nor a person I used to know

Delete and destroy !
Turn away !
Look within yourself...
Do you see clear ?

We are the lucky few
We are the mighty and...

Now we are the dancers
The singers and the thinkers
Those few of us who believe

Of the pictures in my mind...

Fading away slowly
Becoming newly created
The truth is real but far

Beyond that which we know
Beyond that which is done
Beyond all that has been

In end of constant nothingness unleashes Chaos.

Bernardo Sena