I was spending my time in the doldrums 
I was caught in a cauldron of hate
I felt persecuted and paralysed 
I thought that everything else would just wait 
while you're wasting your time in your enemies 
engulfed in a fever of spite 
beyond your tunel vision reality fades 
like shadows into the night 
To martyr yourself to caution 
is not going to help at all
because there'll be no safety in numbers 
when the right one walks out of the door.
Can you see your days blighted by darkness?