Bloodshot eyes awaken from uneasy slumber Limbs all white and stiff, slowly coming to life Sheets are drenched in sweat from nightly terrors Joylessly a new dawn is welcomed The day is wasted on the rituals without meaning As night descends the dreams return - - To fill my bed again
Bloodshot eyes awaken from a restless slumber Skin is white and cold, heart barely beats Escaping slowly from drowsy realms of horror Reluctant to awake yet terrified to sleep
Weep for me Weep for what I have done Cry like the cryers of ancient times
Weep for me Weep for what I have done There's no hope in hell it can ever - - Be undone
Going through the motions Keep the madness at bay Blocking all emotions For fear they'll wash my soul away
Behind me the past comes clawing through The veils of guilt and supression I draped - - Around you
My memory is obscured by clouds of time I ask myself a painful question, would I still - - Recognize... my son
Running from what's coming At least in my dreams I can run Hiding from the blackness That engulfs my room, my bed, my lungs
Behind me the past comes clawing through The years of grief and depression I suffered - - For you My memory, little pieces still remain I make myself a painful promise - - To visit your grave - my son...