Deep in the dark we huddle,
no food or water to spare...

A dream to me is reflection
of all things my mind taketh in...

Your tread of love upon my heart brings light
Though hard you fight to make me feel alright...

Beauty doesn't guarantee all things good
Nor happiness laid on an open plate...

As I descend towards a fatal thrall
The landscape plots and twists in my demise...

In the mirror
a place time forgot...

These diamond tears flush dreams of love away
Betrayal but a tea that burns my tongue...

Down into the pits of hellish pain
We find our spirits falling...

As I look back on the winding road
with many a twist and turn...

Stuck in isolation
for this virus thing is rife...

This rock crushes my dying breast
weighs heavier than you could know...

Phone me up and threaten me
and weave your evil threats...