Running scared through the dark woods,
The hunter has become the hunted...

Laying in a meadow,
The blue haze above her is littered with sunlight...

Sitting on a lifeless bench,
Prejudice, hate and jealousy have taken over...

Sitting here in a forlorn glass
Empty, there is no class...

With each breath she takes,
She breathes in the poison...

Austere clouds swarm the sky above,
Children's gloomy voices echo in her ears...

Walking on layers of gray velvet,
This lifeless Courtyard has no shadows...

The colors around her are vivid and refined,
But she can only see in black in white...

Everyday it is the same routine,
She puts on her mask to deceive the world...

Walking through this arid land
I can't go farther, I can barely stand...

She hears the distant grumbles of thunder,
Growing louder, getting more irate...

Endless smoke is all she can see,
A vapor so dense, she can barely breathe...