In a Dream

I don’t know how the world is made,
If there’s a thread of fate, or just a masquerade.
But the shivers I feel - my heart seems to know,
Where the stars go out and time moves slow.
A Black Hole squints its eye,
A silent place where echoes die.

Fly, my Love, don’t fear the night,
I will guard your phantom flight.
The Void is calling, a whisper in the dark -
She lives in my dream.
I’m your shield, your sacred flame,
Through frozen worlds and skies unnamed.
You can fly with open wings,
As long as my heart still beats.

Your soul’s a gentle morning light,
The Black Hole craves to swallow your sight.
Your tenderness so thin and bright,
But the chill creeps closer in the night.
I see the tremble in your sleep,
Don’t know how you wandered so deep.
Your spark too pure, too wild to tame,
The dark will try to dim your flame.

Fly, my bird, don’t fear the night,
I will guard your phantom flight.
The Void is calling, a whisper in the dark -
She lives in my dream.
I’m your shield, your sacred flame,
Through frozen worlds and skies unnamed.
You can fly with open wings,
As long as my heart still beats.

The lines are blurred - what's dream, what’s real?
Is the Black Hole’s song something I feel?
Love is light, but it casts a shadow -
Where peace hides pain, and warm hands go cold.

We all hold beasts behind our doors,
That tear through the thinnest floors.
But I will cover your pulse with mine,
From shadows undefined.

Fly, my Love, don’t fear the night,
I will guard your phantom flight...
The Void is calling, whisper in the dark...
She lives in my dream.

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You can listen to the song at:
https://disk.yandex.ru/d/2KbR4kyF9jDpIQ