I’m afraid I’ll never make it out alive
This is all so fucking hopeless,
When striving for a greater world
They fill your head with illogical designs
Only to betray the modest end
There is no way out of here
Stuck in a torment worse than death,
Because all I see is what I could be
No light shining the way,
No voice pushing me forward
When there’s a path to proceed
At least I’d know I’m in the land of the living
Except all i see is ruin
I’m at my breaking point
Dejection reconstructing to hunger for knowledge of the end
And its hard to comprehend that I ever had anything there to justify, or defend
As I stand with knees shaking trying to profess,
That I’m ready to ascend to a promised land
With a mind thats ready to expand
And an existence to defy or command
Dejection reconstructing to hunger
For knowledge of the end