Walking In the dying forest… Speaking With the sleeping trees… Wandering the night Without a chance To return And see the light again
I am nailed to my bed Paralyzed by the lethargy Drowning in a cold sea of fear Suffocating in the night
Beneath the thin membrane Of my decaying mind The monsters of my memories Disjoint my hope The demons laugh at me For I’m condemned to insanity By myself
Come…Oh, come.. Please, awake me I entreat But no one hears me This grey void has killed my voice I’m immured behind the wall of sleep…