Sleep

(альбом: Bivouac - 1992)

It seems I spend my days now wrapped in veils of sleep
Kept in slumber's grasp, nowhere that I could be
I grew so goddamned tired of fighting against these chains
No signs of release or payment for my pain

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

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

Wasting my life away in sleep
Wasting my life away in sleep
Wasting my life away in sleep
Wasting my life away in sleep

Severing
Severing
Severing
Severing