Forgotten alleyways, crumbling homes.
A decadent state of a land called hope.
Multitude of univervses inside those dreams
Locked away, to visit no more.
The alley decorated with the shinest brocade
A valley of flowers covering the archway.
Fragnace of the sweetest flowers
Memories of a distant past, now cometh.
Go beyond, to them barren lands
Pain and suffering welcoming back.
Of broken promises and hurling abuses
Cowardice and helplessness re-awakens
Tears swell up and raring to go
A place so desolate, melancholy galore.
Leave at once, it's a nightmare now
Once a happy dream, now no more!
