The earth a sick abide
Immune towards the healing
On a virus d**h will ride
Has life no other meaning?
Eternal fear for coming sickness
Before the cure there are fears of hell
The future build on human weakness
The common question; do you sleep
Well?
The mind total blanc
Human existance is falling deep
I can't sleep
Sick! Emergency by all things in
Life
And I strive:
Healtly! Suddenly a dream calls and I
Fall deep
In my sleep
Join my sleep
What I've yearned for
Is coming true
Sandman whispers: