: I touched with one who made me run away from my own soul In this world with its many illusions We are moving like mice through a maze And now I find
maze In the afterlife Will dark be bright? Will cold be warm? Will the day have no night? In the afterlife? Will the blind have sight? In the afterlife In the afterlife
I touched with one who made me run away from my own soul In this world with its many illusions We are moving like mice through a maze And now I find
Übersetzung: Dream Theater. Leben nach dem Tode.
[music by Dream Theater, lyrics by Dominici] I touched with one who made me run away from my own soul... In this world with its many illusions We are
: [music by Dream Theater, lyrics by Dominici] I touched with one who made me run away from my own soul... In this world with its many illusions We
