Phantoms and Quicksand

Entrenched in battle
Every day is a struggle
Just to survive
Theres no way to revive
The concept of love in my life

It cuts deep like a knife
This misery I've built up
Deeper in the quicksand I sink

The phantoms in my mind
Won't allow me to find
Comfort in this life

It cuts deep like a knife
This misery I've built up
Deeper in the quicksand I sink

As this mind beast ravages my soul
Will I overcome it and become whole
These phantoms have me
In their icey grip

It cuts deep like a knife
This misery I've built up
Deeper in the quicksand I sink

Entrenched in battle
With these phantoms
Do I relinquish my hold
On this concept
And surcome to the quicksand