Not Real

[Germandeathkittiez]

Not Real

 

What you see,

it sees me.

Far away,

its death-eyes gaze it

as fading,

as though it were gone

completely.

But you still see it,

Repletely.

 

CHORUS:

 

I’m

not real.

I’m a mutilated allele

for something that once gave meaning.

 

I’m

not,

so don’t see me as you thought.

Within me there is an opening.

 

I’m

just a face

that’s defined like an imagines.

Inside me blindness appears to be growing.

 

I’m

not,

so don’t see me as you’ve wrought

all over your mind, to make it rotten…

 

BRIDGE:

 

With false experiences;

false pretenses

that show my recesses

of pretentiousness,

written; burned on your faces.

Skin is charred and all in messes;

cooked away in blazes.

On to your façade, it erases.

 

Pour the ashes, refined,

into

an empty mind;

a void; blind.

You’re the only one

who had known my kind,

and now, on your soul, I’ve dined.

 

VERSE:

 

What you’ve seen,

it saw me.

Far away,

its death-eyes gazed me

as fading,

as though I were gone

completely.

But you still saw me,

Repletely.

 

CHORUS: (Repeat 1st Chorus)

 

Not real;

everything you did feel–

it’s not real.

All the things that allowed you to heal,

to you are no longer revealed.

All the tokens that gave you some sort of appeal

are relics of liches’ caustic, soulless skulls;

remnants of something mad

that once resembled

someone stricken of what you had.

[Herculine]

This is really cool.

[Pyrosocial]

ah pretty awsome.

[Pfeffah]

Hey, this is quite good!

[Germandeathkittiez]

Thanks, everyone.