There’s a place beyond the waking world.
I shut my eyes and I see the outlines of landscapes, beyond comprehension.
If I only I could go there again.
Don’t make me leave, don’t make me wake up from this sleep.
If it’s just a dream so real it seems, let the illusion take me.
This is the end of life as I know it, but I can see so clear that my objective is worthy to take this lifetime and whatever else follows.
As I watched my world collapse, I receded into dream.
The closer I got to power, the more sleep evaded me.
I can’t be sure I’m not crazy, but poison must be the key to unlocking the gates of deception.
Behold its majesty.
Decay left at the thresholds of greatness.
A realm without death or despair.
It seems as if nothing else changes; time no longer a burden.
As the night began to shy away and the sky began to glow, I found myself surrounded by remnants of bloodlines I felt guilty that I didn’t know.
But I have sacrificed everything of the nothing that I have left, to stand upon the edge of the precipice and challenge the chaos that put me to my test.
Challenge the chaos, and claim my rightful throne.
This time I’m going home.
So I step from this plane of existence to feel no resistance.
To fall such a distance.
I have sacrificed everything of the nothing I have left.
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