When we finally die,
we know so little about what happens later.
But people who dream
They often see the dead as they appear
as...

There is a tribe of invisible men
who move around us like shadows - have you felt them?
They have bodies like ours and live just like...

You, stranger, you who see us only happy and carefree
If only you knew the horrors we often had to endure
you would understand our love...