Из альбома: Bivouac
It seems I spend my days now wrapped in veils of sleep
Caught in slumber's grasp, nowhere that I should be
I grew so goddamned tired of fighting against these chains
No signs of relief or payment for my pains
I know that I must try to break out of this cell I call my life
To go to sleep is just to hide away
I close my eyes so I won't see the things I'd have to try to get
I haven't tried I've only turned away
In my sleeping world I thought that I was safe
Free from all the pain and burning light of day
But even in my sleep now life is less than kind
No escaping from this madness in my mind
Severing