an endless expanse into the depths of nothingness
a hollow shell in place of what is real
fighting from the edge of insanity
trying to hold on to this figure of perception
fighting to awake from this nightmare
the voices seem to crawl though my head
an endless sleep
blinding perception feeding delusion
the puppet master pulls his strings
creatures controlled by the occult
the illusion of screens
let me awake from this nightmare
all essence is in question
the faces surround me in confusion
crawl from underneath the surface
the treachery has now taken control

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