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