...Oh yes, I lied,
And will deceive again
Lie to myself
That something can be changed,
That this is not the end,
That night will pass and reconcile my daemons,
That their deafening choir will set my conscience free,
That every second brings salvation closer,
And sky will cast a beam of hope on me...
And trapped within my own fancies,
I will assure myself that there's nothing wrong,
And all I need is close my eyes and sleep,
Just close my eyes...
I cannot sleep, I'd rather wait till the morning
Takes me away and rests my shell on a cloud,
Where no voices from the past will be calling,
Where no madness will be lurking around...
I cannot sleep, I'd better died 'fore I came here,
Jumped in the blackest ever hole I discovered
Towards the nothing, far away from untamed fear,
Yet my ill fate robbed me of chance to be coward...
Give me a hand and pull me out of this quagmire,
I cannot tell deceit from truth any longer,
I'm too much used to misperceive the desired
For what I really see...
I need to be stronger.
Give me a hand next time it comes to backstab me,
Ten thousand voices tear my senses in twain...
I could admit I'm too weak to withstand it,
But I will lie and then suffer again.