hope unkown. sometimes just waking is surreal.

I walk right through the nameless ones.

I know that hope's unknown.

Sometimes the water feels so real.

As i walk through it fills my lungs, my god, i'm drowning.

This day never seems to end.

This pain, never.

The rage i can not let go.



I hear them calling my name.

I feel them gnawing out holes through flawless souls.



So alone. sometimes i swear that i can hear the taunting of the voiceless ones.

I fear that i alone fear those who finally ceased to feel that they're alone

Inside this place.

I am the misplaced.

Now every face, it looks familiar...

Then every face would melt away until...

Now everyone, do you know, i know your deception?