As The Sleeper Awakes - Soilwork

The decision is mine, will I remain the same

The cost of getting forced into something that used to be a game

The fragments of joy, the fragments of faith

I can still recall when I feel that…

I’m present, I just know

If there’s anything I should regret

I would’ve been told

Counting hours, counting days

Will you listen, will you play

Is there anyone, who can get it done

Taking me back to the place that I once belonged

What if tomorrow was gently taken

Away from me, away from me…

Awaking the memories…

Was I meant to get old…

Repressing the agonies…

Start breaking the mold

And the faith, comes back to life

Still waiting for, a constant thing to react

But I will save myself some of the time

Keep aiming for, a constant thing to react

As the sleeper awakes

Mesmerized by the memories that walk by my side

Shelter comes easy

As soon as sadness sets in By an impulse the search will begin

Searching, collecting all the things

I possess a Detecting, the insight I’ve earned in distress

Learning, finally I know how to breathe

Turning, turning away from the greed…

So unpleasant, it strikes whenever I call

So relentless, as I fall

A grand awakening, will kill it all

Nevertheless

I’ll be my own precious god…

I can’t resist, the things I’ve missed

And I’ll make sure that it will last the time, I will insist

What if tomorrow, was taken away from me Away from me, away from me Awaking the memories…

Was I meant to get old…

Repressing the agonies…

Start breaking the mold

(Start breaking the mold)

And the faith, comes back to life

Still waiting for, a constant thing to react

But I will save myself some of the time

Keep aiming for, a constant thing to react

As the sleeper awakes