Fall of Man

I'd rather die than let these empty dreams outside of these walls. For it's just too harsh for all of you to understand it. I scream for help through these bloodshot eyes. I'm not doing just fine It's so hard to move through these halls of emptiness. Are any of you alive? Can't you hear my silent screams throughout this barren shell? Has not enough light been shed, or ought it be blood this time? But you stroll on with your ignorant bliss, destroying the beauty.... as if it never exists.