A dark and twisted dream
With no seeming end
Search for exits
From this hell within
Nothing fills this empty void
Nothing but hate locked in this place
I live destined by fate
Reach up
A child begging to be held
You had the answers
Yet you allowed me to fail
This hidden cry from
The sleeping nightingale
You are the cure
That eases my rage
Reach for me now
Leave life's shell
I'll take you deeper
Show you my own personal hell
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