Living in an artificial world
All my friends were sucked into the void
Sleep and her half-brother death are home
Lay beside me
Come and take me home
When I lay my head to sleep
Would you come and rest with me
We will bathe in a lake of dreams
Floating down the endless stream
When I lay my head to sleep
Sleep and her half-brother death are home
No more tales of the living to be told
House of holy ghosts, you will walk alone
Lay beside me
Come and take me home
I am coming home