It's time for sleep
Paralysis of the senses
Eyes shut don’t want to see
Ears closed refuse to hear
anything

Misty tomorrow will come drunk
Sleepwalking among the shadows
There is no me, no you, no us
There is no more

What remains is time
Ticking in the silence of the night
Slowly counting ends
Watching The End nearing by

There are no more beginnings
Buried there on the cemetery of dreams
In the land of hopelessness
Buried deep

So many tombstones
Nobody remembers anymore
Rest in peace never born
Embryos of hope killed in the womb

Now what counts is sleep
Let it come
Numb the pain
Closed eyes and closed ears
Keeping away from living

There is only one left
The stubborn heart
Still open
Still looking for a dream to be born
Stupid