Testo di Hypnosis

Time is getting slower when the light is losing its face The eyelids of consciousness can not care the weight of space Last rays illuminate the way that doesn't have any destination For the long walk through infinity.... Perception of mind becomes subjective and nonsencial Nostalgic manacles that tied their will When the deepest spontaneity Began to cry the wails (of genesis) I stare in consternation at these astral mights So, follow, follow the voice of imagination You fall asleep by the whispering symphony So, listen, listen to the distant subconscious Deeper towards the thought's assembly Your breath gets quiet because of soul's frailty Entering the enigma of all these possibilities So, follow, follow the voice of imagination Hide your fear under the feelings of lust So, sleep, sleep...sleep...sleep...sleep...sleep...sleep! Movements seem to be so nonplussed So, come, come to enter yourself again Hide your fear under the feelings of lust Sleep...sleep...sleep...sleep...sleep...sleep...sleep... sleep...