The Final Dream

Why must man live until it's his time?
Why must man go through death's humiliation?
Are we so pathetic as to fear what's inevitable?`
Do we so love to suffer that we enjoy it until the end?

When he sees the fullmoon behind the fog
When the voice of night whispers one thing
When good memories and bad ones even eachother out
When the heartbeat of a dark sleep calls out to him

Man must die when he chooses to
Once he makes his dreams into reality
Not wait, and fear, what he can not avoid
With pride, he must dream the final dream


When he sees the fullmoon behind the fog
When the voice of night whispers one thing
When good memories and bad ones even eachother out
When the heartbeat of a dark sleep calls out to him

Man must die when he chooses to
Once he makes his dreams into reality
Not wait, and fear, what he can not avoid
With pride, he must dream the final dream