[Verse 1]
It's quite a tale in Middle Ages, going back for dynasties
When I wake up to remember that it was a simple dream
Or am I reincarnated, true the visions that I've seen
And, alike this moment, I felt poetic by that time - I kept my theme
So you were the piece of art, melting in the sea al dente
Who's to ask? Or where am I? And to claim that I'm your Dante
Deep the admiration for someone like you, I have to come clean so my actions show the way I feel
If you're my Beatrice then let's prove we can get closer, now reborn and out of scenes
There's no reason to get lost, burying treasures by the road
We thrived in chaos and became culture vultures once more in encore
Divine love with darker sides - let's take the sides, brighten them whole
By the end of day to catch the time and blend the feelings of two souls
Who hold the power of the knowledge, unlike those who miss the goals
Unlike the form of a delusion of some others, throwing dirt to what's pure gold
Golden cascades, it won't matter, every word here plays a role
Lovely hair that you possess, regardless of whose heart just stole
And you did mine.
[Verse 2]
Aside with all the games 'cause it's 'game over' every time
When people do mistakes and press replay to gamble just for fun
It makes no sense, right, it does not - and it's a trap for selfish minds
So let the hell's entrance be for them, the present's gift for future's loud
Out of my expectations to fall so hard for you as it requires fancy glimpse to face
Your grace won't make me tired so the inside of our case we keep a lot of space
Let it be the outcome when the plans will all be completed, down the list
Writing down the heated chapters until the pain comes to my wrist
A touch just like a dream, and there comes the dawn down by the sea
In the morning have your tea, and hear the buzzing made by bees across the trees
The waves are taking salts away to reveal a background sweeter than before
While exploring the decor with you, reminding the possibility of a love galore
The simple gesture brings the ecstasy even when the thunders strike the towers' roofs
Causing a blackout which has never been so fun before, but this is the effect of standing with my muse
Whose attitude would reach the highest of the peaks and every single week would be a journey through the creeks
Since I have to write this further notice, I don't see a point in desisting this situation - there's no need
As well as I'm still the Count who's ruling with an ease, accepting such a challenge is a daily promise on the list
Upon which to inscribe the scene where saints committed their gravest sins
From which they healed a time ago, so now they are proudly trying to succeed.
[Verse 3]
I took a further step deciding how to break another gap, tasting your language
So the days could get more entertaining, smelling your perfume winded by air and then to ask -
Which is your preference, how to deal when things are not clear, wiping them off right from the surface
Cutting the roots of what is bitter so their purpose to be their burning in the furnace
It's about a little smirk and laid-back talk the moment when we keep in touch
Without a proper realization that our minds are getting closer now
There are yet more subjects to discuss, of course, it's the alley of the meanings where we walk
Past midnight, early in morning, who would mind across this block?
Millions of new directions once the stalled status falls to ground
To compound the magic pleasures and the worry to calm down.
