Tekster: Blutengel. Dreamland.

In the darkness of the night,
the fear crawls into your soul.
Your heart beats faster then before.
You're starring at the wall
and you pray that he won't come again,
to touch you.

Follow me, my little angel.
I lead you to your dreamland.
Where everything feels different,
where you can be yourself.
Take my hand and spread your wings,
I lead you to your dreamland.
Where you will feel no pain
and we will care for you.

He destroys your use,
every night he pretends to love you.
And you wish you were someone else.
There is so much pain,
paralysing all your thoughts.
And you just want to fly away.

Follow me, my little angel.
I lead you to your dreamland.
Where everything feels different,
where you can be yourself.
Take my hand and spread your wings,
I lead you to your dreamland.
Where you will feel no pain
and we will care for you.