Death stands at thine
Gateway
The choice is yours
Either rise and be spared
Or live like gnats and die
Like vermins eating upon
Each others soul.
The choice is yours ...
We lie ourselves to
Sleep everyday
To escape what
The truth is ...
Indeed the truth
Hurts and we lie
To sleep
In a dream
So sweet...
Until it aches
And aches
And aches
And the wound
Becomes a disease
So toxic that it
Kills us.
