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Thin hold on reality

Unclear what is true or false

Haunting voices

Corrupting my head

Distinct actions have led us here

Slow descent into confused madness

Questioning what I see

What I hear

If I am real

Vivid memory

Of the agonizing battle

Strips you down

Of what once was proud

Chains you to

The darkest corner

Of your mind

Use this agony

As an a awakening

Of what must be changed

Of our act

Or continue to suffer

Unto the horrors

Of my own mind

Total mentality

Is on the brink of collapse

Everything is static

Thin hold on reality

Unclear what is true or false

Haunting voices

Corrupting my head

It is crucial to conquer the insanity

Before we turn to static

Distinct actions have led us here

Slow descent into confused madness

Questioning what I see

What I hear

If we are real