living nightmares are crawling on me - day after day
trying to find shelter a run away but still - i feel them on my skin
they rack me with pain, my mind they strain - and I can't hide
.. If now you can hear me, please show me some bliss - as with children when they go to sleep
anguish is a sharpened blade cutting a way thru the flesh - straight to the heart
love and tears, joy and fears, like hammers hitting a wall - makin' it crumble in dust
like old men forced to death under the weight of their age - a voice comes in my dreams
".. the world out there is a savage beast that merciless tears apart the weaks in its hate feast.. "
- chorus -
can you hear me crying at night, where my voice can't scream and tears can't fall out of my eyes?
where's your hand Father? it never touches our backs relieving the sorrow and the pain
of being vulnerable children in the jaws of this world where you've forgotten about us
where what we call love is just another way leading to a place where hope is vain
looking outside from the window you see time silent passing - decomposing all around
men walking the earth as eachothers' slaves - careless of what generates hate
living in rotten dreams and illusions of power - they forgot their own brothers' names
they won't cry, they won't think, they are killing their children in the sleep
... and love in all this is just a cruel myth - where they hide in despair
believing our world is safe 'couse love is the way - that leads to some ecstasy
and while they cry they will mask with fake smiles the fear for those crawling nightmares - at night
they'll remember them, their children in bed, and the lies relieving their sleep.
trying to find shelter a run away but still - i feel them on my skin
they rack me with pain, my mind they strain - and I can't hide
.. If now you can hear me, please show me some bliss - as with children when they go to sleep
anguish is a sharpened blade cutting a way thru the flesh - straight to the heart
love and tears, joy and fears, like hammers hitting a wall - makin' it crumble in dust
like old men forced to death under the weight of their age - a voice comes in my dreams
".. the world out there is a savage beast that merciless tears apart the weaks in its hate feast.. "
- chorus -
can you hear me crying at night, where my voice can't scream and tears can't fall out of my eyes?
where's your hand Father? it never touches our backs relieving the sorrow and the pain
of being vulnerable children in the jaws of this world where you've forgotten about us
where what we call love is just another way leading to a place where hope is vain
looking outside from the window you see time silent passing - decomposing all around
men walking the earth as eachothers' slaves - careless of what generates hate
living in rotten dreams and illusions of power - they forgot their own brothers' names
they won't cry, they won't think, they are killing their children in the sleep
... and love in all this is just a cruel myth - where they hide in despair
believing our world is safe 'couse love is the way - that leads to some ecstasy
and while they cry they will mask with fake smiles the fear for those crawling nightmares - at night
they'll remember them, their children in bed, and the lies relieving their sleep.