Your synthetic euphoria has ended Panic is now the only thing coursing through your blood In desperation you seek some for escape from the vile Creations of your own mind and all you will find in this place is death Descending into a realm of despair reality disfigured beyond recognition This is a hell that you have created Your veins begin to tighten you heart Begins to race a field of a million dead eyes watch you helplessly Watch you helplessly dig through the scattered fragments of what you have become Holding no worth nothing left to hope for everyday is an empty shell. Kill every memory of what your life once was