Nights, Eternal

A strange but well-known feeling is I trust myself
But I trust myself again
The great sleep seems now interrupted
I hope I don't wake up in rain

Searched for something in between
Found myself lost in a stream
Danced towards the day I'd die
Saw your face and felt alive

Am I the only one?
Am I your chosen son?

It's so seductive to play dead
But after all I wouldn't choose to fall
And when the fear draws far too near
I try to hear the saving call

Searched for something...

Now I recall every day
That I've spent here in my hell
Visiting the final gates
A decision I had to make

The nights I spent alone
I pray to God they're gone

Maybe there were some new orders
Maybe they made me lose some borders
Maybe a new direction
Maybe a new reflection
Maybe I had a helpful dream, and
Maybe it needed a freeing scream
Maybe a wider path
Maybe a light that lasts

Nights, eternal
Nights, eternal