The Sleeping Beauty — Tiamat

Dedicated to Hannah Stjarnvind

Alone I sit, I wonder why You dream of love and so do I But in your sleep you cannot see This pain which is always haunting me What I need I'll never feel This world is for me unreal So I drink to darkness with a candle lit And through the whole night alone I sit

The sleeping beauty She stops the bleeding She stops the bleeding in my soul She is fresh air in this stinking world

The more I drink, the more I see That suicide could be the key To the place called paradise Where pain not dwells, not hate nor lies But if I look beyond all this I reckon something I would surely miss Because in my dreams I rule my life And the sleeping beauty is my wife

The sleeping beauty She stops the bleeding She stops the bleeding in my dreams She is fresh air in this stinking world