Hibernate Lillian Axe The taste of the sweet success Has become bitter under stress As you take what was never meant to be As your phony victory And now it seems that drive has gone away To rebuild our cities in one day I believe we found the lie to end all lies And through the blood soaked sheets The pain will die Then like the coward does you'll try to hibernate And now the days grow long Anticipation of the wrong Holding fear we were never meant to see Disguised in waves of ecstasy But now it seems that everyone's gone mad It's safe to say we're losing all we had Beneath us Our world is exploding into pieces The darkness. World blanket The righteous cry to Jesus