Roaming the plains of nowhere
Bloody footsteps left behind
Looking forward never blinking
Searching for what I'll never find

Lost in thoughts of wickedness
My brain is paralyzed
Unable to slip from the grip
Of insanity's cold eye

Hallucinations follow closely
In the shadows of the light
Too weak for any defense
I fear I'll lose the fight

The bloody footsteps gaining ground
The past is quickly coming back
I hit my knees without a sound
And suddenly it all goes black...
 
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