"Deep holes filled with dark souls
No escape, it’s too late
Breathe it in, the death of giving in
Loosing minds is a daily chore
Taking minds is what we all do more
Come again that sweet blessed day, and then go away and leave us in pain
Take your heart and look at it closely. Is it hard and black - could you get
it back?
The showers pour down now, the tears roll in, and our chests are filled with
oblivion.
It’s a new found disorder, we are all falling prey
It feeds on the order we try so hard to contain
Captured us now, it’s got us tight
When we realize the urgency, we will escape, we might
Fight after fight it’s all caving in, no ones to blame but themselves deep
within
Chaos is everywhere, taking lives, becoming unstoppable, we are running out
of time
Come again and show me your name, what does it mean and have you kept it
true
When this has consumed you, it will be clear
Your end will be far or it will be freakishly near
Take on your soul and win it back, fight for it to be whole and rid it of
black shake off the demons clinging to your feet, walk away in freedom and
escape from the heat.
The new found disorder will be gone as you wish, make it a lesson learnt,
too never be a repeat."