Music fills my head
There's nothing I can do
To avoid It
To destroy It
I must die deep inside

Music fills my head
I cannot hear my soul
All my thinking
All my feeling
It all comes down to the pulse
The pulse of the Music

And now that I can't breathe without It
Now that I don't know myself
Now I finally can see
Can hear the truth of everything

Being dead is not like sleeping
And it's not like dreaming either
It is the Eternal Music
Of all being
In your soul