Thunder, power, glory,
Head for the end of the story,
Headlong into oblivion of belief and
Enjoy the deep, entrancing, overpowering sleep
Decieve to allieve and recieve the end that you so despeartely seek
Awake to find there is no conlclusion,
The solution lies in the continual blue illusuion
And addiction is the only justification needed to leap back
The path you begin to walk again but soon realize you are under attack
Chased into the forest of fear, the world is no longer ideal
In the froest you hear the tears and hear them dissappear
There is no haven and no way back,
The creatures of tainted mind and misery continue their hunt
Run...run..run...
The forest morphs and mutates-
Steel and concrete, lie and deceit
Observe yourself,
You find that you have been mishaped.
You unknown awake:
It looks exactly the same.
