What makes you think
That you are alone?
You sit here and drink,
Your feelings long gone
Your mind is obsessed,
Your personal hell,
All thoughts in a mess
But why? I can tell.
When you have a dream,
It changes your fate
And it can redeem
From passing hell's gate.
But let your luck change
And next day dream's lost
All is out of range
What you valued most.
And that is the day,
From now you're obsessed,
No longer you pray,
No longer you're blessed.
THing that you once had
You need to get back,
The need is so bad,
You're breaking your neck.
The harder you try,
The deeper you're stuck
In this swamp you die
Your own blood you suck.
Your insane damnation
Kills you step by step
But is there salvation
From this evil trap?
Your dream is not gone,
To find it you need.
A lot must be done,
But you can succeed.