Sleep - Throne Of Chaos

Freak midnight hour, clock strikes nearly twelve

I beare no hope inside this barren mind which aches

As it can’t get no sleep

Eyes closed I reach for a dream

But something bulls me back

In pressure one can’t rest

And there still are enemies to resist

In every corner voices, whispers, haunting screams

And pale despair

Inside this head, there’s a war that awakes

As the rest of the world exhausts

This night will bring no change

To what it’s been for ages now

Awake, insane

One minute an hour

One hour a day

In every move there’s a glimpse of end

A last goodbye, final farewell

I may be awake

But take my word, that’s all there is…

I see myself a broken man in the mirror’s crack

A wretch, just this I’m asking for

Spare me as I can’t take no more