From the murky past

Death come and claim me
Before I die inside
There is nothing left to live for
Reality is a lie

No one to turn to
No need to cross
Live alone
Until the grim reaper calls
Then I will embrace him

And leave this twisted world
Ne'er to return Ne'er to be heard
To change, perchance to dream
There's the rub, my friend
With change comes turmoil
With turmoil loss

Loss there has been
Loss there will be
Of heart, mind and soul
Until there's nothing to lose
To choose
To lose.