wake me from the dead so i may live to sleep again i have lost identity in this world of similitude
i was born to be king but i remain as a slave to my dreams as the roots of my being begin to sink beneath the sea
nullified decaying in oblivion lights grow darker and these vast floors welcome me walking through this desolate terrain i create
praying for death i am unable to wake from this sleep of reason we are all brine in an ocean of dreams
unable to wake visions of death echo through this sea of nothingness as the sea consumes me sinking like a ship in the clout of her wake
i was born to be king but i remain as a slave to my dreams as the roots of my being begin to sink beneath the sea
nullified decaying in oblivion lights grow darker and these vast floors welcome me walking through this desolate terrain i create
praying for death i am unable to wake from this sleep of reason we are all brine in an ocean of dreams
unable to wake visions of death echo through this sea of nothingness as the sea consumes me sinking like a ship in the clout of her wake