The Acacia Strain, Sven de Caluwé - Graveyard Shift lyrics

I cut out her tongue when she said my name
My eyes are open but I am not awake
They found the knife buried deep inside her
The sky seems higher the sun seems brighter

Black and blue, broken, bloodied and bruised
Black and blue, broken, bloodied and bruised

Just like a dream from which
You never wake up
This is a dream from which I never wake up

I am in hell trapped inside myself
Ignorance is bliss
And there is freedom in carelessness

I sleep but, I refuse to dream
Don’t you ever pray for me
Coming apart at the seams
There is no good inside of me

One day a storm will come
And wash away the weak
Someday death will come and wake
Me from this sleep
We are defined by the burdens we keep
The burden I see is the burden of sleep

I am still in hell trapped inside myself
Regret unconsciousness as we spiral
Into the abyss

I sleep but, I refuse to dream
Don’t you ever pray for me
Coming apart at the seams
There is no good inside of me

She told me she wanted to meet the reaper
I had only done her a favor
She didn’t deserve to die
But, I deserved to kill her
Grinding my teeth to dust
Prison bars have begun to rust
On the line between living and dead
As your eyes roll back into your head
This fog will never lift
Wide awake in nothingness
A mountain of torture await's
I’ll see you at the pearly gates