Derya Oisin Nagle - Grind the Ocean lyrics

This dream its own interpretation My thoughts, veiled over senses I see prohpecies of moments The waves of the sea Roll back to reveal a corpse of me These shadows of thoughts A vague recognition This man with a face of a mirror Ricochets inside my skull The baseless fabric of this vision This dream its own interpretation The waves of the sea Roll back to reveal a corpse of me Is where the real ends and dreams begin Is where I understand? To think we've talked with the gods These tales told by a fool A manic screaming in a deaf mutes ear Regurgitate the myth. To find the key Decode the random symbols you've seen Never facing the revelation The oblivion of there being no meaning This dream a memory as real as... I've forgotten where this is and dreams begins