The Nightmare of Reality
Can’t help but dream of the fear
The fear that brings a tear
Entering the gates of hell
Seeing how far I fell
From the bottom of the skies I cry
I’m encaged in this dark cell
From the top of my lungs I scream
I’ve reached the pits of hell
Waking in this nightmare of forever
Sitting with this hopeless endeavor
Paying for every second of my sin
Regretting the fact that I’ll never win
From the bottom of the skies I cry
I’m encaged in this dark cell
From the top of my lungs I scream
I’ve reached the pits of hell
Sitting alone
in the flames
Reflecting on everything
That caused this pain
Lived a life of lies
Mocking the truth of the wise
Instead of chasing the only way to succeed
I chose to live in my selfish greed
How did I look into the wonder of the night
And not choose to give God my life
I refused to live with faith
Instead I chose to spit in God’s face
From the bottom of the skies I cry
I’m encaged in this dark cell
From the top of my lungs I scream
I’ve reached the pits of hell
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