Night
I can hear her voice
The thought of freedom
Is nothing in the chaos of false ideas
And idle memories
Life, sleep and thought
Are senseless and disordered
And it's only a phantom of hope
that revives visions
From the chaotic memory
Of the hazy past
It's like two sides of the whole:
Freedom and slavery
Day and night, sleep and life!
But the time has come
Somebody's voice
Doesn't leave me alone
The only way
Out for me is to fall asleep
There are only a few seconds
Just a few moments to fall asleep again
There will be sleep again
There will be life again
But is it a real life or just fiction?
It's only a wish to turn something
Which is desired into reality
It is moon light again
And everything repeats
You are the master of everything
everything belongs to you
The voice is heard again
but it doesn't attract
It commands to come back
It follows me
I have a few seconds to wake