lost in a world full of colorless life
the burden the pain so sharpe it hurts like the knife
that cuts
the pain is eternal the wound unmended
the fire is infernal burning like the night
the haterd is painless
but the jelousy unmasked
and In this internal prision
one of my own design
and bricks keep a tumble
but more are still unwinding and they grow
one brick may fall but 4 take its place
if you think its worth it
may you venture away from fate
but the wals still are closed the doors still stand firm
to leave is to perish
to perish is to burn