Scattered Dreams by Hatebomb
Life is empty without sense,
Trapped in madness � a self-defense.
Always living in suspense,
Fill the soul and mind with raging malevolence.
Drowned in weakness and emptiness,
Turning into a state of regress.
All around is colourless,
Slowly fading away into nothingness.
Time to hear the screams
Of thousand scattered dreams.
To find out what it means,
A life of broken dreams.
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