Simulacra

Twilight of the idols
Rise forth confused effect
Cause holds us never
In her golden depths

Doppleganger
Destroying it's own reflection
The essence of eternal difference
Malformed perception
Of mindless Reproduction

Imagination Controls reality
The doors of realization have
Been kicked open it's own eternity

Signs of it's existence
That which conceals the truth
Is the truth concealed
That there is nothing
Left to reveal?

We are not here
We are not real

Subjected illusion
The world, at last, has formed in myth
Resemblance to difference
Oppositions Friction

Burning holes in times disdain
Breeding an even greater creation
Against the nights unknown