This hellish thing the world has become, will consume us.
When everything you know is turned around, what will you do?
I ask you not to judge me, but to listen to my story.
Its not pretty, but it is the only one I have to tell.
I, we, have lost so much.
And when you have lost hope, what truly is there left worth fighting for?
It is not life since I am already dead inside, buried away in this chaos that has become the world.