Song of Servants (Sleeping Eyes Awake)

It's the same old problem

Living with these voices in my head

and it's a shame, I'll stall them

Compiling every tragic thing they've said.

Searching for a meaning to their madness

And loosing all my senses and control

Leaving me to battle with the sadness.

And hoping that there's nothing more to know

Oh I know it.

So let your light shine down on me

Maybe if the sun would shine I could finally see.

Kill the pain, like a martyr.

Hanging from the old oak hanging tree.

Burn your faith, holy father.

your fire still burns deep inside of me

There's a time for peace and time for revolution

so don't go thinking that this can't be worse.

and if you are unclear of his intentions

your cups will overflow with blinding curse.

Oh I can't be first

Cause' there is so much in front of me

Maybe if the sun will rise I could finally see

Angels fall to earth

Despising all what could have been

A never-ending birth, of life is starting new again

Angels fall to plea, begging God to stop it please

Never seeing peace.

Seeking fame, Retribution

Sorting through the last inside the line

In the same institution

That's telling me eventually I'm fine.

Searching for the answers of tomorrow

While sorting through the questions of today

breaking through the shackles that I borrow.

And knowing that there is only hell to pay

Oh what can I say

Cause' there is no place I'd rather be

I feel an ultra violet ray of death

Shinning down on me.