A-Bros
Resort For The Unsane
Re-creation of the second world Beyond the scene of sight Twisted imaginations flow With every fall of night, Night! Resort for the unsane Dark screams tear Through nightmares Drifting illusive spaces Unknown direction ahead Grinning cold faces Dreams now fading away Fading away Scanning with piercing eyes Reality merge with dreams I rise, Rise! Dark screams tear Through nightmares All things clear Past nightmares
From Letras Mania