All lies.

Pick up your demise, an unfortunate prize.

Tears from my eyes.

Open a bottle full of lies 

Fell down the rabbit hole.

Stay here, with no fear; Reality seems to disappear.

A hard pill to swallow then comes tomorrow.

All darkness, No light. Trapped by the black sheep in Wolf's clothing, day by day, night by night.

His candy is sweet, lips, toungue and cheek.

Coming for more he runs to the door but to no avail he only looks pale, when the pain strikes again he is at the mercy of his friend.

The deal is made, now he is chained.

How high can he go before death takes his soul?