Looking Through reality
Seeing thing's that aren't there
Seeking hope through despair
Breathing putrid, rotten air
I keep seeing painful dreams
Dark blue sky and acid rain
We are swimming in blood pools
Or keep living our lives in vain
Useless thoughts
My premonitions
I can't stand
My death previsions
Heavy Fire, Nuclear Bombs
My own desires, open tombs
Ruined lives, crushed dreams
Worse nightmares, or so it seams
Can't stop seeing death
Can't stop feeling pain
All roads crumbles, I have no path
And in my clothes, that blood stain
Useless thoughts
My premonitions
I can't stand
My death previsions
Wake up with screams of fear
Look around my empty room
My hands shaking, a lone tear
Make me feel uneasy
About all the things
I can't predict
Firing guns, uncured diseases
Uncover lies, revolutions
Scattered bullets, dead bodies
Lost friends, last story's
Useless thoughts
My premonitions
I can't stand
My death previsions
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