My Sleeping Slave

I leave you on the way

I have to go, you have to stay

And so I walk away

I did not want it this way

But he who understands

Must makes his plans

And stand alone

When faced with all the proof

The living truth, how else to go?

Inside what do you find, will it be pain?

Will it be cold shame?

But know: there is a day

There is a way you can come home

So on and on I stay

I’ll try to hold on for that day.

Be still my sleeping slave

It’s time to wake up from the grave