Lost Paradise

What this seems to be, what this seems to be, is real All of my life is changing You're the enemy, you're the enemy, I fear All of my life is changing, always some rearranging So much is lost, so much disharmony So much is lost, no voice of sympathy

Claws of death grip my life Empty my mind and my Knowledge is deceased Mindless and dumb instinct gone Running in Circles Not knowing where my fate lies... Blinding running through the eternal maze Surrounded by people the same Not knowing this place