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 binded 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