Fly me morning 

To the whisper of the trees 

To the knowledge of the moonlight 

Deception of the peace 

Listen to the wind 

See the beauty of the tears 

The lines upon your hand adjure the colour of the fear 

Dream away 

Dream us away 

Dream away 

'Cause all I ever wanted and all I do is 

Listen to the crown of thorns 

Stick it in my head 

Listen to the crown of thorns 

Dry the bleeding in the dirt 

Listen to the crown of thorns 

In the shade of grace 

Listen to the crown of tears 

Turn into a palm of rose 

I'm living on a blade inside a rose who's longing for to fade 

Who didn't understand to be the beauty not the beast 

The wish inside the essence is to be the thorn and not the face 

So pierce the nail and not the rose through thoughts in Our maze 

Dream away 

Dream us away 

Dream away 

'Cause all I ever wanted and all I do is 

Listen to the crown of thorns 

Stick it in my head 

Listen to the crown of thorns 

Dry the bleeding in the dirt 

Listen to the crown of thorns 

In the shade of grace 

Listen to the crown of tears 

Turn into a palm of rose 

I'm living in a room inside the man who pulls the trigger down 

I'm walking every step the dead man's walking to the edge 

I'm speaking every word the priest said to the nation on a screen 

Insanity create this inhumanity machine 

Dream away 

Dream us away