Halls of Mourning - Falling Awake

I'm tired after all these years of fighting,
of raging battles I knew I could win.
Of battles I knew I could win but did lose to the apathy,
due to my inner anarchy.

Spikes are piercing the walls,
the floor is breaking apart.

One last time I will reach for what I thought...
For what I thought I live for.
A battle I know I can win but may lose due to the apathy
that drains my will and energy.
Standing tall, feet hard on the ground.
I won't give up, I won't get struck by mental conflicts.
That's the chance to set myself free once and for all.
Once and for all.

When in the end I fall asleep I finally wake up.
When in the end I fall asleep I finally wake up.