In a while
The waking up time
Wearing all masks
Of despair
Wearing old rugs
Like fragments of thoughts
Hidden in grey of
The morning light
In a while
Almost the same
As then when all were lost
Forever
This sleep is full of sweat
The tears leaking through
My body
In a while all misery
Of being a man reveals
Opening old scars
With last piece of delight
It all drowns in hands of d**h...