Every morning you get up in a sea of thoughts
Without knowing who is behind your mirror
Convinced that the piece of meat worn is alive
Someone watching you sleep behind the mirror
Watching you waiting for your awakening
His call will be your last obsession
Others will do it on their own sooner or later
When their bright egg is ready
Someone is calling you
It's the sleeper behind the mirror
Stop and watch him smile at you
Patiently watch and learn from you
Observe the illusion in which you're immersed
Every day you scrape your tired bones
Without knowing everyone is everything
You are him when you sleep and dreams
Wake up in the dream and stay together
In the infinite worlds you are creating
More real than this fictional world