Sky is colored like an untuned television screen I close my eyes and try forgetting all my lunacy The day has brought me nothing more than exertion and stress I long for my relief and peace and another world than this Plug me in and switch this grey world off Plug me in and let the show begin I flee—and the dreams are coming fall—and the light is changing glide—and the voices sing into (in the) virtuality I feel my body twisting—in pain My vision clouding Then comes the storm and I wish I were never born The sensation is overwhelming, an experience I enjoy No remembrance there which blurs the spirits' songs I wish I could stay in this world forever (I) try to forget that it's not real Plug me in and switch this grey world off Plug me in and let the show begin I flee—and the dreams are coming fall—and the light is changing glide—and the voices sing into (in the) virtuality My life—comes to an end My body—disappears My thoughts—fade to black I feel—death is near