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 Chorus