Texty: Tristania. Illumination. Lotus.

When the morning weeps
And the sky is near
And the road you choose
And my hand is slain
In the morning light
All is clean and done
And the spider webs
Shine like silver threads

But you must not fear the dark
I will watch over your sleep
Until the morning comes
All wounds have to fade
I will, I will
I will watch over your sleep

Lead me
Please guide me
Unchain me
Untie me

I see your shadow
Shake on the wall
But I cannot hear you voice when it calls
Can you tell dreams from reality
Can you tell sense from insanity

Sometimes it all melts down
And mix into half-lies
Half-lies

But you must not feel the dark
I will watch over your sleep
Until the morning comes
All wounds have to fade
I will, I will
I will watch over your sleep

But you must not fear the dark
I will watch over you sleep
Until the morning comes
All wounds have to fade
I will, I will
I will watch over your sleep