Текст песни GreyMillenium - SLUMBER

Tired sky veil of black cloth ,
Hastening rival in love sleeping in your house .
Pollen from sweet dreams in his pocket ,
Boils in the boiler of his sullen tea.
His dope tasting chance
Get lost in a thick fog .
And he will strike you gray mirages ,
From marvelous caresses and sweet speeches.
Ile languid world of nightmares and shadows ,
As you plunge huge claws .
And how many do not drive it away from home ,
He knocks the door , steal your night.
In virtue of the eyelids sticking honey and resin.
And it will be passionately rule over you,
It is not flash outside the window dawn,
And a new glorious day it will not eat .