Answers, answers are no more
Blatant and blind are the descriptions
Cross fire speaks volumes
Death frightens away the survivors
Enter a void where none survive
Fashion yourself a way of escape
Grab a hold of what support you can
Hold on for dear life, or what you have left
Ice cold winds prevent you from continuing
Jagged dreams press against your mind
Kill the more painful thoughts and remember
Love protects the deaf and leads the blind
Moans and wails may deter you from your path
Noise can be drowned out by your tears
Open your mind to the best path of escape
Plan for a future, and avoid the past
Quell the hate full thoughts, they will only drag you down
Remember who is there as a helping hand
Silence sometimes is your best weapon
Take the time and you will survive
Under your breath you may swear or scream
Vanity however will not come to your aid
Wipe the tears from your eyes, look above you there is the
Xyst, your escape, the heaven that you are reaching for
You will find your way, but this is as far as I can help you
Zinc is there above your head, now you know that you're halfway home
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