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Something has changed my point of view
I see things black without to know
The reason for my pessimism
Its like a force, an inner prison
My senses weave a web of fear
My mind receives a world so weird
In thoughts I see my life
Plunge into a nightmare
Enclosed by friends I still feel alone
Like caught into a twilight-zone
Isolated deep within my mind
I observe Armageddons rise
A friendly smiles turn into a devils grin
Soon the whole sky will fall on me
The prophets scream catastrophe
I see things black without to know