I need to wake up from this wicked dream
I can feel myself sinking, my sad little excuses dying
My soul can not take it now, everything
About me feel's so fake, rotten, decaying, dead.
Is there no light left in my broken world?
Is my only hope-suicide?
I'm a zombie inside.
I'm trapped, lying in a crypt, hiding away
From what might save me, my dream's rotting, I'm repulsive,
I'm dying, I'm dead, I'm lost among the living.
Does this mean that no one will try to look for me?
No one is willing to look past the outside? So here I lie.
Is my only choice-suicide?
I'm a zombie inside.
I hear a sound, it's coming near, close,
Closer. this sound I hear is it really a person, close to me?
What is left of my spirit leap's, screaming
As light, life, hope,love come rushing over me,
Saving me,cleansing me, washing me.
Your my only hope-my life.
You see through the monster in me.
You pick me up out of my dirty grave
Washing me with Your tears, giving me new hope,
A different dream. oh raging seas of
Torment, bitter lie's left to ferment, you have no effect
On me, your stench can not touch me.
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