Over the Voids... - Battle of Heaven

Would you stitch your eyes when sleepless?
Or smother those who cry?
Would you jump inside the wishing well?
If there was no reply?

Spirits dwell in nightmares
Sleepers dwell in swamps
And those who woke up pray for nightmares to come again
Sew their eyelids down

Deliver us from nightmares
We shall swallow the hook of hope
And our throats torn into pieces, and the string would pull us out to the deserts
Leaving all of us
Soundless

Is this a storm before the final calm, a road from ritual to rapture?

What lies over the voids and far away?
Among the darkness crumpling howling afterlife
In there once was
In they will rest from their labor?
In the righeous are taken away ...away...?

There reigns the king, mantled black, who lays down to sleep in owls eyes
Rise up for him, mantled black, who lays down to sleep in owls eyes