Songtexte Time Prophet - Fyrce Muons

I just want to take me home to the Disneylands
Sit not alone by the ice cream man
I want to stick my hand into the burning sand

The dreams are childish but fools can go there
My sense not dream
Decisions for pleasure
Meditations are falling
A calendar is it for vision times
Canonize the better life

Feeling dampened the idle ice
The roots are tempting saying grace
I was a flippant son of vice
I was the one who chose to die