“We are the other eyes which see this world,
When finally the truth has been unfurled,
To gape before you as the roaring deep,
And calmly tempt you to step forth and leap.
What is this myriad reality,
But a lying maze of futility?
The falsities of all that you are taught,
When fool perceptions have your vision warped,
To create a false world of make-believe,
Which you take for truth when wrapped in fact’s weave.
Lacrimosa shall pierce this hopeless shroud,
So that inwards reality will crowd,
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Published on November 18, 2012 14:15