I go down the mosist hole to find my greatest pleasure
Surrounded by leaf mold, hearing some screeches of soul

feel the noise...
feel that noise...

Such a strange and foolish part of me
Was it just a dream. or more than that?
Cold in my skin
Could I be there one more time?
I wonder how you read my mind

"tell me all your stories"
"find me in twilight"
These are the stories that I have craved...

"tell me all your stories"
"find me in twilight"
These are the words I've wanted to hear...