Lying on a rusty bed of nails
The frigid chill of night will surely pierce my spine
Again until the wanted deep pulls me in
While all the broken thoughts of day
Erupt and fall again to hold my mind ensnared
I wait until I finally dream of you
Fall down into that torpor, pulls me under, ‘till I rest my soul
Will I rest my soul? Never will I
Leave and drift beyond the Isle of Reil
A specter of the truth and buried lies unmade
I watch and wander to the edge un-phased
Lose myself into the dark, this realm
Of which I feel the bruised and battered parts let go
Until the shards of waking tear within again
Fall down into that torpor, pulls me under, ‘till I rest my soul
Will I rest my soul? Never will I
Far down under the water, ride that river, ‘till I rest my soul
Will I rest my soul? Never will I
You’ll never feel the hurt again
When you let the ether pull you down
Into a void of sight and sound
The tender night will keep you
You’ll never feel the hurt again
‘Til you hear the shrill unwelcomed sound
That lifts and rips you from the ground
The dreaded day is breaking
How long until I rest my soul?
Those in darkness know
Truth is finally told
Once the night has hold
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