Insomnia
When the darkness brings the coldTo draw me underI am caught betweenThe chapters of a dreamSomething is reaching out andMy entire world is crumblingAnd it whispers that I amThe chosen one…Can you hear me…?
When the night begins to fallI watch the shadows growing tallFeeding my insomniaLike a fly on the wall
I’m asleep but wide awakeA nightmare on repeatIn the haze I senseThe purpose of my soulWe are all born to leave aScar deep in the hearts of manyBut can I really trust that I’mThe chosen oneCan you hear me…?
When the night begins to fallI watch the shadows growing tallFeeding my insomniaLike a fly on the wallWhen the night begins to fallI hear a thousand voices callChasing my insanityLike a fly on the wall
My wide eyed confidenceStill echoes in mindA bright white prophecyProtector of the light
When the night begins to fallI watch the shadows growing tallFeeding my insomniaLike a fly on the wallWhen the night begins to fallI hear a thousand voices callChasing my insanityLike a fly on the wall