hope unkown. sometimes just waking is surreal. I walk right through the nameless ones. I know that hope's unknown. Sometimes the water feels so real. As i walk through it fills my lungs, my god, i'm 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 they're 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?