Do you believe in the dreams spun by others?
The dreams of the living are in the deepest darkness
The dreams of the dead are lost in the snow-white skulls
The two are opposite absurdities
The dead long for eternal sleep, but the living long for eternal life.
Like a face in a funny mirror, a thousand figures in a maze
Who are you looking at? Who is looking at you?
Tie a bow for you?
Decorate a heart for you?
Go to sleep, the dead should sleep forever