Whispers Lyrics

I have catatonic

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Visions of the apocalypse

(Apocalypse)

Visions of the apocalypse

Dreamt in far-flung pastels

Painting the horizon candle-esque

Askewing our machinery

Of perpetual motion

Illuminating nothing

Here I stand

Rushing through the void

Pushing my way home

Scavenging for the past

Friends and family

Wading through social media

Click-bait trappings

Of self-interested misogyny

Is this a fucking litany

In the fatalistic

Deterministic

Scaffolding of existence

(Of existence)

Scaffolding of existence

Holding my free will

Impervious hegemonic binds

Structure my reality

Cage of suffocation

Another level of delusion

In this game

Shed light on the strings

Peering beyond the shroud

A hand stretched past that furthest reach

Freeing my mind to see

Good lord

Good lord I don't believe

I am the only one

(You are not alone)

Tapping on the glass

(We reflect by your side)

Peering out from where I stand

(We have stood in your place)

Trying to see and understand

(Close your eyes and we can show you)

There is nothing out there

(Because it's always been)

Calling from the void

(Whispered from within)

Stumbling through deep space

Never to look back

Only pressing on

For futures and beyond

A dagger taut to the veil

A thumb on soft flesh

Floating past memories grasp

Where the surface breaks