Sink deep into nothing, In a world full of violence. Either you indulge faithfully, Or oppose any compliance. Many ways to get paid, The only risk is getting sprayed. The most heartless have prayed, Before our bodies decayed. Rivers of blood riveting cracks, Pollute the flowing streams. Drained bodies gathered around, Fluently crush our youth's dreams. Hell on Earth is more than a saying, It's visible that faith is swaying. Mortality rate is steadily gaining, Signifying that trust is waning. Is it tragedy or an avoidable disaster, Who or what will remain hereafter? In the midst of dark alleys is laughter, Monsters in the dark end chapters... Who or what will rise above all odds, And conclude a rejuvenating solution? Exclude all previous feeble attemps, Will this final resolve be exempt? Walk through the shadows, Of the valley of death. A place heathens throw tecs, Like they're mad at the ref. For here we're soulless... Empty shells of our former selves. Mindless sinners corrupted by... The ultimate pain of loss. It's a war zone going on, Generously sharing PTSD. Engraved in bonds of revenge, Here we hope one day to soar free. But till the day our hero arrives, We stare at our fallen in the skies... Painkillers and xanax spread... To subjugate the pain in our heads... We pray you salvage our hopes, As we're against the ropes... Forced to indulge by vengeful drives, But life goes on as we wipe our eyes...