Blackend

Life is but an illusion,
hanging from a wall.
What once was, will never be,
what is, will never become.
As i sit in my mental isolation,
i can't help think of my anihalation.
Alone i sit, behind a wall,
a wall of thought, misunderstood by all.
My world is blackend, nothing more to see,
blackend, looks whats left of me.
Come a little closer, look into my eyes,
do you see the fire, in my skies?
The light is shinning through,
nightmares about you.
Dreams are my compainionship,
why don't you get ahold of it.
My world is blackend, nothing more tosee.
blackend, looks whats left of me.
Your minds are inraged,
to you, life and death are not the same.
come to me, and you will see,
never more, not tonight,
it's not the same, everythings alright.
Blackend, blackend.
Look whats left of me.