Broken Dreams of Death

Flashing memories burning into minds psychotic iam echoes of morbid thoughts it
speaks to me
Loud and clear I can now see it in front of me medically destructed
Depressive and sick not of this world any longer self
Destructed suicidal and mental weakness, frustration, anger and pain
Please free my soul listen, do what you have to
Free your mind, do it! I wait for you on the other side, you and me,
for eternal time
Empty eyes are gazing through the glass of pills frustration as shadow of it
Condemned to be, a slave of this game
What sustains my existence?
The broken dream’s everything is gone
Take the step, one foot in front of the other
Now! Listen! Trust and follow into game
Everything is clear now
Can’t they see it?
It easy, come on do it!
Are they here?
Try to scream!
Can you hear it?
Just open the door
Your death is here!!!