Yesterday I travelled to the land behind the door
I saw landscapes and people I've never seen before
I walked on the water and I dived through the woods
I met a girl made of silk and well she looked pretty good
After crawling through the mountains pa**ed a city on a lake
People there were nasty burning an angel on a stake
I realized I went wrong and I wished to get home
Suddenly I found an open door made of chrome
Well I stepped through the door and couldn't trust my eyes
I saw a band playing music so sweet cool and nice
A ska skank down party everything seemed alright
I danced with the others and the moon was shining bright
Many hours later I was on a high
I felt stretching my wings and glide through the sky
I realized it was good here and I took a blow
Truth is illusion and I don't wanna go
Woke up in my room, felt pain in my head
The room made me nervous cause reality was dead
The world outside was pale and grey
I put on my pants cause there was no need to stay
I was walking through the city but the city was a bore
I wish to return to the land behind the door
I realized that reality is just a point of view
Take a look behind and then it's up to you