A fabricated complex divides us from the realms above us
As we look through the lenses of humanity.
It brings us consolation to dictate our right of way
And yet we fail to make sense of our place.
Existential beings of space lie within the dreams of our fascinations
as we envision a day where the earth and the sky collide together seamlessly.
It is this conclusion that destroys hope as we remain
Ignorant to the boundless nature of what is absolute
For it will be mankind who is judged by the obscure
This is by no means the end but the collapse of cognition
We have fallen victim to the superior visions of the faction
There is no use in understanding
Nothing can change the pace of life more then a system so arbitrary it was once called fiction; it has manifested its way into our minds.
We are now the memories that have run dry as they sustain our existence
Bringing us to a stagnant state where the outbreak creates the stage
No longer to be the same, we have fallen and forgotten the feeling of pain. Can we reverse this?
A perfect place for the imperfect to rest, their souls have now been claimed
This is by no means the end but the collapse of cognition
We have fallen victim to the superior visions of the faction
There is no use in understanding
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