Nothing is the way it seems, just a dream, trying to-
Run from the darkness but it grabs a hold of my-
Heart and makes me bleed. I hit the floor, it seems-
I'm on my knees, crying out but not being heard.
No one can hear me scream,  I'm making the face-
But no words are coming out of my mouth. The-
Demons in my head are talking to me, wanting me-
To give up the fight. Hell seems like it's following-
Me, I'm blind to see the truth, chaos bringing me-
Down, and it seems like everywhere I go I drown.