Static

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 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