And I awoke in utter horror from the noxious dream Was it, in fact, a dream? The vision, the smell, the screams I can't hear my voice I can't see myself Vague emptiness There is no sound, no sense of touch Non existence
This room is empty, and all I see is white No exit... nothing in sight
The jaws of insanity begin to drip In this labyrinth of non-existence
I feel my mind implode into the void Reality now recluse, a most impalpable lunacy
Millions of eons shall pass, and then continue tenfold, And I will still be here There is no longer death, nor life... Just existence and dementia
Dementia Dementia
My essence fades into the white Ingrained into nothing I am dementia I am dementia
Eternal reverie of non-existence
I am time with no end, for no means, but everlasting insanity
Skepsis was the loathsome omen The deceptive abomination That ushered this torturous dissolution
Millions of eons shall pass, and then continue tenfold, And I will still be here There is no longer death, nor life... Just existence and dementia