My Voice Is Mental

I recover the consciousness about my dreams I realize it's almost too late I must find the path Where I could meet my desires Materialized The symphony of symptoms inside of me I need to find the answer In front of my mirror With a candle shining in my eyes I think I don't see anything I just want to feel it So I stop watching My eyelids are closed Bring me the breeze I breath before I sign the book My voice is mental The limit of the earth I want to find If exist the mind control over us If I'm just crazy If I break my thoughts Everytime I overthink about what's around me What's wrong with me? I think I don't see anything I just want to feel it So I stop watching My eyelids are closed Bring me the breeze I breath before I sign the book My whispers went out My voice is mental Mental