| To Slumber |
|---|
| Realized under the cover of darkness |
| We are the dreams and they are the shadows |
| Of doubt in a lucid mind |
| In a cocoon of fear |
| There is nothing left |
| But to tremble an submit |
| While all that could of been |
| Lies undiscovered without meaning |
| What’s kept in conquers |
| What’s kept out and we’ll be found dead |
| Behind locked doors with prayerless hands |
| Clutching useless keys |
| Asleep forever |
