Charma Sleeper - Diary of Dreams

Strangers ask for souvenirs

Give pride to those without my fears

Rejected child finds peace in mind

Remember you are one of my kind

Don’t call, don’t call

The Charma Sleeper

Don’t say, don’t say

Your faith goes deeper

Angels speak of lullabies

Adorning you when sleepers mind

All hate that sleeps reborn in you

All lies you spread becoming true

Noble men with noble words

Ladies wrapped in tainted lies

I scream at you, but you don’t answer

It’s you my dear, I really fear

My hate in rage I wish I dared…

My anger burns in every pore

But still my temper way too scared

I know you never really cared