Metamorphosis by the Well of Truth

It's the time of the day when I lay down to rest
 To impressions of the day digest
 But thoughts of my existence emerge
 Who am I and why am I?
 My consciousness can't be purged
 Until a soothing breeze is putting me to sleep
 I fall through endless depths
 My dreams awake, they're taking over
 Take me on a journey within
 [Lead: Schalin]
 I see myself and I see my world
 I meet people from my past
 But can't remember where they're from
 They stare at me with hollow eyes
 Still disappointment therein lies
 I see nations birth and death
 One thousand human lives
 Begin and end
 I see new religions are born
 And they fall into oblivio
 I witness the births of worlds
 And the old ones wither away
 New universes are created in storms of fire
 The old ones are crushed inside black holes
 I see my old life fading away
 And a new one is about to begin
 I see water sprig
 From the well of truth
 People congregate
 With will to eternal wisdom obtain
 Those with false hearts
 That taste the water change form
 To trembling vile creatures with their insides out
 The others are reborn as gods
 At the very back of the swarming crowds
 I see my tense face, I'm eager with fear
 I desire to know but I fear the same fate
 The one of others that I just beheld
 When monsters with false hearts have expired
 And the new gods are sent to conquer the world
 As the last one I stand alone by the well
 With fear I put out my hands
 To finally taste the truth about me
 [Lead: Schalin]
 With uncertainty I awake from my dream
 What would have happened and who am I?
 I seek but can not find the well of truth
 And struggle therefore through my life
 With fear and eagerness
 To godhood or complete demise