\n 14 line 8-12 syllable: My inspiration came from when i listen to hardstyle and i think of a world like this-

\n Hardstyle

\n This is my land I call Borderlands

\n Where in freezing cold, death is a priveledge

\n When the heat can melt anyone's face

\n You make me more free than I'll ever be

\n The sounds you makes only cause more lust for you

\n The unkown creatures wondering your wastes

\n Your ghost slogging through your metropolis

\n Prowling and killing to survive your hell

\n You provide us with your game and we play it

\n Defeat means death yet we embrace what you offer

\n We give back by passing your test, survival

\n Only you can witness your lucid world

\n Are you my long lived fantasy?

\n Or are you my soon to be reality?