Temporary Sign In Your Hands (Eternal Deformity)

I'm a little sleeping Who has the most beatiful dreams of a living nightmare Growing and dying I want to read your mind Cause i know you hiding something Tell me Every truth is better than a beauti lie Open yourself I know it's hard But i also know You have to do it for us I want to read your soul Cause i know your hiding something Tell me Every word is better than a silent cry I lie here in this empty room The memories flying through my head Are fast like the wind And temporary as a moment Lines written by blind poets No longer return the beaty of that world In losing you I lost my paradise