Pieces of past dreams
As I gaze into cold blue sky
Aggressive, distorted faces
Traces of times that have gone
Cracks in reality
Filled by enmity
Temptation
To set free
In this empty shell of a man
Creation's true masterplan
Strangled emotions drowning
Trying to survive, still doubting
Putrid fragrance of
The surrounding world
I'm gasping for air
Going unaware
Tell me what to feel
You can only alter your reality
Outside your head, the world
Is still harsh and cold
Escape game
Escape again