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A planned way of life, the future you'd have seen

Gone in an instant, to awake from your dream

Heavy forces draw you closer to the ground

Live in fear echoing endless sound

Chosen - your number has been drawn

Live - once you're dead you're gone

Tortured by your mind, it leads your thoughts astray

Days flash by, no memories of yesterday

Time runs short yet still you have no plan

Will you be prepared to make your final stand

Chosen - your number has been drawn

Live - once you're dead you're gone

To part the clouds of darkness and let the sunlight through

Seems to be the only way, but not such an easy thing to do

Many have gone before you and many still will follow

You are but a small tear in the cry of sorrow

"Torment of my mind and soul, release the pain within

Simply close my eyes and I let the nightmares end"