Wake up beloved,  those days are over.
Really? You're such a naive romantic stain.
While I was hiding in my dimness, I saw the archers and the wolves executing a deal.
I saw the scavengers misleading our dreams.
I observed the Sun and how she betrayed her warmth and transformed into a cold, bitter moon.
Did you see the devil with his fancy dress walking out of a cloud made from perfume?
Yeah, he did offer me a bottle of his fragrance, a hug, and a home in his kingdom.
But..
But what?
Wake up beloved those days are over.
Come and nap with me inside my covering, maybe I can keep you in my dreams.