I see a vision of netherworld A vision full of green and blue Where the wild roses grow On a mountain high Beneath a purple coloured sky I see a vision of a never withering earth Circled by miracles from far away No dust in the wind The air full of life That is taken by the blind It's no secret Those leaves will liquify Scattered to the four winds Until the night passes by It's no mystery That the shadows gape open Like a cut between the nights of a day without daylight That will blur in itself It is a prophecy That we will drown in the mirrors of a world beyond abyss That will drag you and soar deep and away I saw my Neverland With dripping drops in the crowns