My dear friend
What if I told the world will end
Today
Hold my hand
It will destroy the things we love
And hate

It's a dream
Everything goes as supposed to
And the steam
Is blurring its lines to expose you

Here we stand
Bodies no longer can contain
Our minds
In the end
There will be nothing left for us
To hide

It's a dream
Everything goes as supposed to
And the steam
Is blurring its lines to expose you