| Song | Sleeper |
| Artist | Everyday Sunday |
| Album | Stand Up |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| The seas overtaken with fire, men giving into their own desires. | |
| The world wrapped up in itself, not even noticing truly what is wealth. | |
| And I don抰 know what to do. | |
| And I抦 waiting for you. | |
| Wake up O sleeper, rise from the dead and | |
| Christ will shine on you. | |
| Lay there no longer it抯 time to arise and never go back through. | |
| Scared of the thoughts, the way you抮e in, wanting to get out of this sin. | |
| You look around and just feel walls, and can抰 get out of this eternal crawl. | |
| And I don抰 know what to do. | |
| And I抦 waiting for | |
| You? |
| The seas overtaken with fire, men giving into their own desires. | |
| The world wrapped up in itself, not even noticing truly what is wealth. | |
| And I don yang know what to do. | |
| And I bing waiting for you. | |
| Wake up O sleeper, rise from the dead and | |
| Christ will shine on you. | |
| Lay there no longer it zha time to arise and never go back through. | |
| Scared of the thoughts, the way you zhen e in, wanting to get out of this sin. | |
| You look around and just feel walls, and can yang get out of this eternal crawl. | |
| And I don yang know what to do. | |
| And I bing waiting for | |
| You? |
| The seas overtaken with fire, men giving into their own desires. | |
| The world wrapped up in itself, not even noticing truly what is wealth. | |
| And I don yāng know what to do. | |
| And I bǐng waiting for you. | |
| Wake up O sleeper, rise from the dead and | |
| Christ will shine on you. | |
| Lay there no longer it zhā time to arise and never go back through. | |
| Scared of the thoughts, the way you zhěn e in, wanting to get out of this sin. | |
| You look around and just feel walls, and can yāng get out of this eternal crawl. | |
| And I don yāng know what to do. | |
| And I bǐng waiting for | |
| You? |