Cruel Sources

Cruel sources,
I have put so much of myself into these cruel sources.
Whoaaa now, Whoaaa now.
Walking through the ashes of remains,
AGGGGHHHHHHH......
These destructive patterns,
everything i ever believed,
now I look through open eyes,
all I see is a dead world at sunrise.
I'm so along and alone,
I cant't go on,
this well has gone dry.
I'm at the end of the rope,
where is the hope?
It is over,
Where is my prize?
Where is my prize?
My promised prize.
Cruel sources,
what else do I need to give?
Cruel sources,
you have broken me down to every end.
All along I have been kidding myself,
seeking out reality.
Cruel sources,
over and over time again.
Oh my god what has been happening?
This cruel revolving door,
it spins me in circles.
I am out of answers,
I am speachless,
no more explanations,
can't even defend my own denials.
I am lingering helplessly,
teetering on the edge,
I have put so much of myself,
into these cruel sources,
and everyone is here to watch me fall.