Vision distorted, corrupted, contorted
Figures grotesquely dismembered and maimed
Ambling by with no meaning or purpose
Trapped in a shadow of sorrow and shame
Violently thrusting fists of disdain
The shadow, approaching, weaves in and out
I try to flee, I claw and scream
The shadow's rising and consuming all dreams
I look all around me, figures surrounding
Trying to find someone to blame
The shadow's a coffin
It happens too often
I need to get it out of my eyes
I run and i hide but it's always near by
This pressure, too strong, it could make someone die
An ink black world
It's all that we have
Hardly no hope for salvation
It seems we're trapped in damnation
Continuously drowning, yet we never die
The future rests...in innocent eyes
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