Beyond The Wall Of Sleep

Every now and then it seems to me
That there is greatest danger lying hidden in the depths of sleep
Saddesty the wanderer... Who is travelling here
For far to often..., or just longer than his mortal mind would bare.

From the other world he can never fully return
After the passing of a certain period of time
As the forces of the other side are with him all the while
Are surrounding his mind
As they are now with him all the time
Obscuring his mind, his spirit
They chain him to this place or state
Mind and body will become lethargic, listless and inert
And then, driven by his wounded
He will be longing for nothing more... Except the end itself
For darkness... And for death.

Every now and then it seems to me
That there is greatest danger lying hidden in the depths of sleep
Saddesty the wanderer... Who is travelling here
For far to often... Or just longer than his mortal mind would bare.