Bring me two glasses, I'll choose one and lay myself on the ground To see what will happen When was the last time I fell asleep? It seems to be a decade ago Maybe I've got to stop everything, Maybe I've got to use some kind of drug Maybe I don't deserve to take that escape Because sleeping erases bad thoughts And if I die tomorrow what's my legacy? Art? friendship? love? Hate? Maybe I have to pray the lord, a god? Morpheus? is he frightened? Is he angry at me? Sleepers legacy has been forgotten In the insomniac graveyard Morpheus, take me home. There's no way of turning back I need a back up. coming to your arms I need to rest, I need to forget All my bad thoughts To start up a new day As if it is a whole new life I don't want to stay back and get locked Between two worlds anymore I'm coming Freedom is near I think I'm gonna fly Tomorrow is the beginning of my Revolution