State Of Coma

Deep, mysterious Bring off your mind the experience Alone Given dreams all ridden with pain Forsaken Trying to find some peace of mind Sleep There's innocence for my reason And my eyes are dead. I preserve the calm Wearing the mask of a ghost Mercy in my eyes Now is time to dream Waiting anxiety for a fair judgement Let me taste I'm still beneath in the soil Alone In this endless coma of souls Silently Ochre sands are blown by the wind In this land where ravens cry their agony Let me feel I'm dying fast inside your tears Alone The silence of your embrace Awhile The mere reflection brought disgust The end Honouring the one engraved This time you are beyond all help In solid tears I linger My shadow is born from a light