Lost within paradise,
Lost with no need to return...

Theres something soothing,
About that drop...

I knew we were lost together,
Inside of a place...

Unwelcome to a world,
Were pain is real...

I seem to die,
Every time I think about it...

Silver glass,
Mirrors tilting the angle of my view...

Chaos of humanity,
The sound of hate...

The dove,
A Symbol of love...

Disoriented by memories I cannot conceive,
Ten thousand corpses striped down to expose abused...

I've never felt this angry before,
I am going insane...

Sometimes these worthless,
Feelings of self hatred...

Always thought of the days we've been through,
Never think about what we should do...