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we are all lost, we all walk to stay alive
breath, to make ourselves believe, believe that we are alive
most of those which life is bestowed have no true believes in their life
our faces are always hidden, obscured from view
we wear a mask in life, none are truly true
we are lost in our identity forest, a forest of masks and faces
a forest of lies without a map, we are all lost
we are all sad, life is sorrow
sorrow is pain, pain is sadness
sadness is life, this sadness we beleive can be hidden behind a mask
we are fools, we think we are in control, what are humans?
we are sad lost pathetic beings, we are all lonely
we are all truly sad, truly lost
we all keep walking trying to escape, yet we keep a mask on to hide our selfs
if we are all hidden, what is truth?
truth can distorted by view, so what is true?
what is tis reality but a queer vision
a mirage of life a mere shadow of the truth
a shadow that which is a lie, the shade of the damned
an impenetrable darkness has fallen our view
our once shaded view is now purely blank
pitch black is the world, and lost are those on it
we are all lost, we are all sad
we are full of sorrow with deep remorse
a heart once living is now a shadowed shell
the darkness has fallen, and we are all lost
that is why we are all sad