Charma Sleeper — Diary of Dreams

Strangers ask for souvenirs Give pride to those without my fears Rejected child finds peace in mind Remember you are one of my kind

Don't call, don't call The Charma Sleeper Don't say, don't say Your faith goes deeper

Angels speak of lullabies Adorning you when sleepers mind All hate that sleeps reborn in you All lies you spread becoming true

Noble men with noble words Ladies wrapped in tainted lies I scream at you, but you don't answer It's you my dear, I really fear

My hate in rage I wish I dared... My anger burns in every pore But still my temper way too scared I know you never really cared