If you could see the horrors
The tragedy that haunts my dreams
Greater than all the world's wars
Nigh, a single night of solace seems

The hurt, the desperate, always silent
More alone than any other can feel
Screaming inside when no one listens
Screaming harder, for the pain to heal

When all is lost, the laughter begins
The moment when you become insane
And pain be becomes a pleasureful sin
Because unlike love, lingers does the pain

Alas, constance of a fix is the greatest temptation
And when constance endures, a fix becomes vocation