كلمات HIber-Nation

Drift through the stages Lost in deep sleep The early morning Brings lethargic breeze Soft howling winds From beyond the abstract veil Minds outer realm There's a cold world outside In this state of Hibernation We tend to sleep right through the storm We are a state - a hiber-nation And we're all slaves To our comfort zones There's sounding voices Of those longing to be free You could stop their weeping And gnashing of teeth Living life is easy When youre sleepwalking You close the shutters Deafening the screams Silence implies consent All through the stages Of deep sleep Yet we remain on the fence We are a hiber-nation! In this state of hibernation We tend to sleep Right through the storm We are a state - a hiber-nation And we're all slaves To our comfort zones