Endless Return to the Kingdom of Sleep от Seven Keys to the Discomfort of Being

Slumber is taking hold My world is spinning, it's out of control No use in fighting this Walls of my consciences fall bit by bit Every single time Falling down in suspense Real and twisted All the same Elusive layers Being peeled away Falling down in suspense Dreams in which I try to save you Where I'm always late Stuck in sand, consumed by snow Haunted by Ghosts of the past Haunted by Ghosts of the past Lying next to a lifeless body of someone I used to know Young and beautiful remains of a tortured soul Waking up in cold sweat Too scared to even movе But weariness Pushes mе back to sleep Where the cycle starts Anew Ill at ease I know they wait for me Oozing into my lucid dreams And paralyze what's left of me Never grant me any peace This odd and secret world Has known me since my youth It welcomes me To torment me And set me free At dawn Because it knows that I'll return And if I won't it means I'm there Already