I want to sleep
I want to rest
Counting a sheep
And now the next
My eyes are open
Never closed
Burning oven
Eyeballs - roast
Endless darkness
In my room
Dementor kiss
Is now my doom
I'm just living
Because I can't die
Death would lie
As a welcomed thing
I hope the sleep
Will come and rest
I see a sheep
And now the next
My eyes are hurting
Burning stuff
Lenses shorting
Day - handcuff
Greeting darkness
Filling my room
Sleeping kiss
Now my bloom
I'm still living
And I won't die
Caught in a lie
Pyjama - thing
I'm going to sleep
Getting my rest
There is no sheep
Dreams are next
In Philosophie entstanden
