For some reason we are convinced That we are tied up burning souls, Stuck in a terrible dream Doing one thing over and over again, while expecting different outcomes

When true freedom would be found on the other side of our insanity, Some voices are temporary but some will echo forever. Lost in anguish, silence ringing inside our heads, We are stuck in a loop of unfulfilling expectations.

A creeping fog that descends on our minds, blurs our vision with emotions; Caught in quick sand, we're sinking; Sinking deeper and deeper into a sea of hopeless attachments.