Hope unkown. sometimes just waking is surreal.
I walk right through the nameless ones.
I know that hopes unknown.
Sometimes the water feels so real.
As I walk through it fills my lungs, my god, Im drowning.
This day never seems to end.
This pain, never.
The rage I can not let go.
I hear them calling my name.
I feel them gnawing out holes through flawless souls.
So alone. sometimes I swear that I can hear the taunting of the voiceless ones.
I fear that I alone fear those who finally ceased to feel that theyre alone
Inside this place.
I am the misplaced.
Now every face, it looks familiar...
Then every face would melt away until...
Now everyone, do you know, I know your deception?
