Reality collides with fantasy; 10
A nightmare is born for eternity.10
This place of joy and happiness 8
Is full of sadness and madness.8
A shadow sweeps across the land; 8
Thus falls the last small grain of sand.8
Dreams turn to dust - love turns to lust; 8
And all things go just as they must.8
It's a sweet sleep, so it may seem; 8
When will I wake up from this dream? 8
For the moment, there's no faking; 8
Something in my soul is waking! 8
No salvation's in sight,6
On this never-ending night.7
All hope is lost and dreams are dead; 8
Now darkness rules instead.6
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I would like to translate this poem