In this lucid world,
In this so called haven we assume,
Life throws in lots of challenges,
Some fair, some that seem so absurd,

We get carried away in this worldly fame,
Where only evil resides,
Souls that **** a millionth piece inside you,
And people so cunning that cut out your heart from inside you,

Scraped and withered from the edges,
Old and scarred from the surface,
Blood flows stale,
So painful that it hurts.