I shake the hand of the devil inside of me This is more than a conversation More than a simple dream Wake me up, tear me down to the earth All you need is love, they said But the rebel inside my head Always used to scream But the rebel inside my head Remembered the ground of that sea I'm so scared of what will follow After the end of that dream Now I know, that I never felt so hollow I never felt so weak As I did when I should felt something Still wish I could At night, I choose the devil At night, I choose the heat At night, I refuse to rebel At night, I choose to sleep I never felt so hollow, I never felt so sick As I did when I stared to heaven At the moment when I raised My eyes straight to the sun It was there but now it's gone A thing called rose, called thorn Now I'm again, no one At night I choose the devil, I choose the heat At night, I refuse to rebel, I sleep I sleep