Dreams and prophecies
Nausea
Slaves from birthon through death,
one enters another world,
through the womb of imagination.
one enters another world,
through the womb of imagination.
Searching through your depression
for the meaning of life
no one you can trust
reality faces of deception
forgotten left alone
to stand against what fear you seek
enter the bounds with no escape
condemn to a world of misery.
Blind within
Seek the truth
Realitys dreams
False prophecies.
All your worries
Stress of mix emotions
Can't think straight
Blends your worst fear.
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