Sleep is too quiet Dreams are too painful Truth is the bed of this ocean of lies Sinking through layers of untouched oblivion Soaking from spirits but still far too dry Losing all barbed fences Lucid, no defenses Where is my mother? The child asked the soldier The soldier was watching them both fade away Nine words create an oblivion ocean Dad, tell me, will I be dead very long? Losing all I lived for Losing all I fought for Oh God, if you save them I swear I'll always hold them in my hand Oh God, if you save them I'd take them west, we'd start again in the promised land When life is wearing thin, we pray The gods are close at hand when man is astray But when it all is said and done Is he to thank the gods for just taking his son? Sleep is too quiet Dreams are too painful Truth is the bed of this ocean of lies Words can create an oblivion ocean Dad, tell me, will I be dead very long? Losing all I lived for Losing all I fought for Oh God, if you save them I swear, I'll always hold them in my hand Oh God, if you save them I'd take them west, we'd start again then Oh God, if you save them I swear, I'll always hold them in my hand Oh God, if you save them I'd take them west, we'd start again in the promised land