War-Torn

[Verse 1]
The mission was to go undercover and find intel
On a mysterious target capable of conjuring spells
Upon contact I was caught off guard / Couldn’t dodge
A setup had occurred / I fell into the facade
Captive to their allure I quickly became a prisoner
The situation reversed / They were the invader
A ruthless marauder / They extracted my secrets
Confiscated my desires / Exploited my regrets
Unequipped to combat their type of manipulation
Reality disappeared inside the twisted simulation
Centralized in a base I overstayed my welcome in
Pictures of us were discarded, burned, annihilated
The symbol representing us that was worn everyday
Became a reminder of the deceptions I involuntary embraced
The changes they underwent slowly unraveled the ruse
In phases I investigated the clues and deduced few truths

[Chorus]
Plagued with fighting a demon army in my inner battlefield
Trained to tolerate trauma and suppress how I feel
Straying further away from the principles I toiled to build
Drained due to too many ordeals and cathartic moments I killed
The aftermath of being War-torn

[Verse 2]
Time passed encased in a myriad of illusions
Until I was disposed of cause I stopped being sufficient
My pride was decimated since they quelled my voice
Signals to relay my injuries couldn’t be deployed
Fast forward / They aren’t reprimanded / Not even marred
Cast backwards / I can’t prevent the flashes or mend the scars
At my core / I fester abhor / Spiritually ajar
Off radar / The chasm in my mind is too dangerous to explore
Trying to reintegrate back into society
Is both incredibly difficult and damaging
Uncertainty has swiftly overtaken me
Agony is a phantom lingering in proximity
Life convicts me / Condemns me evermore to solitary
Liberty teases me / Freedom overly tantalizing
Happiness is a phony / Misleading / A mockery
Self-loathing and eroding / I’m cursed to reside lonely

[Chorus]
Plagued with fighting a demon army in my inner battlefield
Trained to tolerate trauma and suppress how I feel
Straying further away from the principles I toiled to build
Drained due to too many ordeals and cathartic moments I killed
The aftermath of being War-torn

[Dialogue]
To this day, nightmares steadily intensify at each attempt at rest. I’ve lost my connection to society. Abandoned by my darkest, yet longest burning flame. Hope others tales won’t unfold as mine has. Heartbroken. Faithless. Irresolute. And War-torn