Can you hear the whispers in the dark?
It's softly calling out your name
it takes you away to an ancient world
a time from where legends came.
Chorus:
It’s a fantasy
a collision of distant memories
It’s a fantasy
A whish list of where I want to be
It’s a fantasy
it moves my reality
It’s a fantasy
until dreams come true
You don’t have to close your eyes
to see the city with no boundaries
In this torturous race against time
we break apart the foundry