Is this all there is? 
There’s nothing to see 
world that asks so much 
But leaves me worse than empty 

Is hope still alive 
In this endless parade? 
There must be something pure 
To fill the lonely void of this charade 

Wake up, 
Stop pretending 
This day’s beginning in ending 
No more blank illusions 
Your dark dream, 
Throw it away, 
way for survival 
New day, 
Bright arrival 
Take back all that you gave up