Enter a barren state of mind Force fed illusions laced with lies Dead trees remind of my life The sun is shrouded by the emptiness of time
Hate – What can I do to make this worse?
There was something Now its nothing There is no one But the wasteland and the fog
You said that you could change my world With fingers crossed you stole my soul You think you left without a scratch? Just wait until you turn your fucking back
The ambient moon light reflects the dead forest which stands before me where ghosts whisper and beckon. They tell me tales of paradise, and I realize this realm I do not belong.