Clipped Wings - Man Without Country

The polluted sky has cleared

The glare of disbelief lands on its knees

I murdered but it was humane

I put you to sleep so you’d feel no pain

Recurring nightmares

I’ll wake in cold sweat

To stare at the ceiling

Under a dark spell

I’m haunted by dreams

My lips chafe, my brain’s concrete

I try religiously to break the force field

Being inmune is making me sick

I let you stew and I let you win

Recurring nightmares

I’ll wake in cold sweat

To stare at the ceiling

Under a dark spell

I’m haunted by dreams

Your last words will become more famous than you

Your last words will be written on your tombstone

Recurring nightmares

I’ll wake in cold sweat

To stare at the ceiling

Under a dark spell

I’m haunted by dreams

Recurring nightmares

I’ll wake in cold sweat

To stare at the ceiling

Under a dark spell

I’m haunted by dreams