What causes it?
For reality and delusions to get warped into one

Is it the crippling solitude of the darkness?
Is it the heavy weight of abuse?
Or perhaps the decay of never being seen

When does the soul die?
Does it die when shrouded by abandoned night,
Does it die when no one sees the life that beats?
Or perhaps does it die, when there's no love to be found

A slow descent it is,
One stained by unseen tears, unheard howls....

Is it madness to succumb to the one true love,
The one that accepts all,
Understands everything,
But still embraces you

Ah', the pain, it turns to pleasure
How it aches with life
I no longer feel cold....

I feel nothing but bliss, so please, my new friend
Don't abandon me
You and darkness are all I have left

Love, thy double edge blade
Pierces the depths of my soul
It sets the world a' blaze
The warmth that thaws even my frozen heart

Yet, thy blade destroys the equilibrium
It makes me impulsive, reckless, fearless of the abyssal darkness
How can one not be consumed by the temptation of the warmth?
The flames that light up the night, are also the flames that consume all reason

Oh love, thy embrace is as wicked as it is salvation itself
Is this madness?
Is this real?
Why does the beat of my own heart surprise me?

You wicked fiend, although bittersweet
I'm grateful to feel such warmth
Oh love, my double edge blade

The Great will fall
The Failures shall rise
And what once was, will never come to be again

Lines are being drawn,
Sides being chosen
As unity self-destructs for rebirth;
What is true?
What is a false illusion?

The righteous, the evil, and all the in-between,
None will matter as Humanity's worse is dragged out unto the daylight

No more secrets
No more denial
There's no where to run

So I'll embrace this shitshow
This sick joke of reality, with open arms
I'll draw my own lines and choose my own side
Not for victory, do I take a a steeled step forward;
I will not fight for self-righteous falsehoods
But for my own freedom to simply be

Simply being and letting be,
Something that the world seems to have forgotten

**** people, literally and figuratively
Be yourselves because nothing's promised in this life,
Not life,
Not death,
Nor happiness nor agony

So live life to the fullest,
To please the only God y'all should give a **** about;
Yourselves

Be happy,
Be sad,
Be in agony,
Be in love

But above all else,
Continue to be human because you only have one life
And no amount of regret or wishful thinking will turn back the sands of time

And time itself is fleeting,
Ever more reason to enjoy life while you can