See it — Madmen roam the streets.
People lose meaning, Beg for relief.
World sinks — Chaos, deep and blind.
Where's the grain of truth? Wars. Fights.
You need that new adrenaline!..
like poison in your veins!
Soft comforts mean nothing to you — they're just empty, faded names.
Climb that mountain, tear the sky,
Look — They run. Don't know where. Grasping shadows. Smoke. Someone's prayer.
Meanings crumble — Sand through hands.
Truth stays silent. Won't take a stand.
They say slow down.
They say breathe.
But breathing Feels like dying underneath.
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