Mental Crucifixion - Vale of Pnath

This is a lie

Deep asleep, forceful wake

Locked in limbonic state

Still frozen in your false world

Feeling what shouldn’t exist

Life beckons a testament

What is reality?

Is it what your mind entities?

Saturated view of charcoal skies

In your dead mind that feels alive

Invisible god, the eater of time

Raping your senses to comply

Forcing a world that doesn’t exist

Your mind rooted in the darkened abyss

Only feeling what you don’t resist

You’re left alone

How can you escape what you are?

Your defenses fall

Solid is this fragile world;

losing your grasp

Instructed to feel what your soul shows as truth

Pulled apart by vermin limbs

Mentally crucified by this chimera

Your senses, are false to you but you believe

Your vision, is gone but still you think you see

Your body, is paralyzed but still you move

Your thoughts, are focused but you’re still removed

And now you’re bound to your world

A stitch in your threading that shall unfurl

Wake and you shall see:

Your coma is self-inflicted

A second;

eternity

A moment;

a lifetime

Hallucinations, a dream that is meant to be

A force-fed reality