Lost in mind-bending thoughts
Everything there was I brought to naught
A prisoner of my own fantasy
Driven away from my own reality
I am the architect of my own dreams
Nothing is quite exactly as it seems
Complete absence
Yet still an essence
Offering this strange presence
Will this be my final sentence?
Infusing the life with a new meaning
Nothing is quite exactly as it seems
A prisoner of my own fantasy
Driven away from my own reality
I am the architect of my own dreams
Am I still dreaming?
It feels like being a victim of the treachery of treacheries
A prisoner of my own fantasy
Driven away from my own reality
I am the architect of my own dreams
A shrine of immortal memories
I am in the mind
Of my own child
Endark the Brightness - Architect of Life Lyrics
Endark the Brightness - Architect of Life Lyrics
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Lost in mind-bending thoughts
Everything there was I brought to naught
A prisoner of my own fantasy
Driven away from my own reality
I am the architect of my own dreams
Nothing is quite exactly as it seems
Complete absence
Yet still an essence
Offering this strange presence
Will this be my final sentence?
Infusing the life with a new meaning
Nothing is quite exactly as it seems
A prisoner of my own fantasy
Driven away from my own reality
I am the architect of my own dreams
Am I still dreaming?
It feels like being a victim of the treachery of treacheries
A prisoner of my own fantasy
Driven away from my own reality
I am the architect of my own dreams
A shrine of immortal memories
I am in the mind
Of my own child
Everything there was I brought to naught
A prisoner of my own fantasy
Driven away from my own reality
I am the architect of my own dreams
Nothing is quite exactly as it seems
Complete absence
Yet still an essence
Offering this strange presence
Will this be my final sentence?
Infusing the life with a new meaning
Nothing is quite exactly as it seems
A prisoner of my own fantasy
Driven away from my own reality
I am the architect of my own dreams
Am I still dreaming?
It feels like being a victim of the treachery of treacheries
A prisoner of my own fantasy
Driven away from my own reality
I am the architect of my own dreams
A shrine of immortal memories
I am in the mind
Of my own child
Writer: André Sümeghy
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid