Song of Servants (Sleeping Eye's Awake)
It's the same old problem
Living with these voices in my head
And it's a shame, I'll stall them
Compiling every tragic thing they've said
Searching for a meaning to their madness
And loosing all my senses and control
Leaving me to battle with the sadness
And hoping that there's nothing more to know
Oh I know it
So let your light shine down on me
Maybe if the sun would shine I could finally see
Kill the pain, like a martyr
Hanging from the old oak hanging tree
Burn your faith, holy father
Your fire still burns deep inside of me
There's a time for peace and time for revolution
So don't go thinking that this can't be worse
And if you are unclear of his intentions
Your cups will overflow with blinding curse
Oh I can't be first
Cause' there is so much in front of me
Maybe if the sun will rise I could finally see
Angels fall to earth
Despising all what could have been
A never-ending birth, of life is starting new again
Angels fall to plea, begging God to stop it please
Never seeing peace
Seeking fame, Retribution
Sorting through the last inside the line
In the same institution
That's telling me eventually I'm fine
Searching for the answers of tomorrow
While sorting through the questions of today
Breaking through the shackles that I borrow
And knowing that there is only hell to pay
Oh what can I say
Cause' there is no place I'd rather be
I feel an ultra violet ray of death
Shinning down on me
Living with these voices in my head
And it's a shame, I'll stall them
Compiling every tragic thing they've said
Searching for a meaning to their madness
And loosing all my senses and control
Leaving me to battle with the sadness
And hoping that there's nothing more to know
Oh I know it
So let your light shine down on me
Maybe if the sun would shine I could finally see
Kill the pain, like a martyr
Hanging from the old oak hanging tree
Burn your faith, holy father
Your fire still burns deep inside of me
There's a time for peace and time for revolution
So don't go thinking that this can't be worse
And if you are unclear of his intentions
Your cups will overflow with blinding curse
Oh I can't be first
Cause' there is so much in front of me
Maybe if the sun will rise I could finally see
Angels fall to earth
Despising all what could have been
A never-ending birth, of life is starting new again
Angels fall to plea, begging God to stop it please
Never seeing peace
Seeking fame, Retribution
Sorting through the last inside the line
In the same institution
That's telling me eventually I'm fine
Searching for the answers of tomorrow
While sorting through the questions of today
Breaking through the shackles that I borrow
And knowing that there is only hell to pay
Oh what can I say
Cause' there is no place I'd rather be
I feel an ultra violet ray of death
Shinning down on me
Credits
Writer(s): Paul Menard
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