Drewsif Stalin's Musical Endeavors Ruin
Trapped within the realm of sleep;
A world awake, and I still dream
If you should find me
And I refuse to stir
My reoccurring nightmare has come true:
The lines have blurred
Be it dreams, be it reality, my subconscious keeps it's foot to my throat
Please release me from the ties that bind
There's no escaping this horrible place in my mind
A place where my doubts and my fears are suspended in time
Where self-conclusion seems so divine
A place I would never want to be
(line approaching line)
The dark, disgusting part of me
Line approaching line
End apprehending end