Ethereal Ocean

A flying sheep in a landscape of thoughts

Supposed to be out with a deed

Doesn't look for anything but the reason it is here

Looking until it's eyes stand to bleed

Invites the wolf and opens the door

Sits down on the plate and gives him the fork

Insane are the ones that opened their eyes

Most dreams are liquid like glue

Horizon describes a wall built by red and green

Dividing our world in two

A swimming sheep in the ethereal winds of time

Greets the fish with teeth sharp as ice

Freezes in that liquid massive mind

Turns his back and wonders where the pain comes from

A wandering sheep in an ocean of minds

Supposed to be out with a deed

Insane are the ones that opened their eyes

Most dreams are liquid like glue

Horizon describes a wall build by red and green

Divides our world in two