Thoughts are mearly an illusion of being.
They don't exist.
Nor do we.
Our 'demons' are mearly thoughts.
Once we defeat them, we defeat ourselves.
If we defeat ourselves, who is left here?
Is there something wrong with my logic?
To me it all seems sane.
Then again, I'm the one in a cage.
Or is it you in the cage?
I'm simply watching you,
You think your protecting me but your wrong.
Nothing you can do will protect me.
Why don't you protect yourself from the world.
Everyone knows you need to be protected.
I know you can't save yourself.
Protection... is it real?
Unreal?
Myth?
Unknown?
What is it?
Who is able to envoke it?
Living is overrated.
You'll see everyone eventually.
If you believe in religion.
Though, I don't.
What will happen to me?
Will I be lost in a void?
Become a spirit?
Or maybe I'll just out live you all.
Unreal?
Myth?
Unknown?
What is it?
Who is able to envoke it?
Living is overrated.
You'll see everyone eventually.
If you believe in religion.
Though, I don't.
What will happen to me?
Will I be lost in a void?
Become a spirit?
Or maybe I'll just out live you all.
Remember when I.... was alive... things where so much easier... Now that I'm dead, things are complacted.... I can't seem to concentrate... Thoughts are harder to read and create... One thought is clear...
Te amo...
Kochamcie...
Volim te...
Amo-te...
Ich liebe dich...
Je t'adore...
Je t'aime...
Eute iubesc...
Ik hou van jou...
Ya tebya lublu...
szetet lik...
I love you...
Kochamcie...
Volim te...
Amo-te...
Ich liebe dich...
Je t'adore...
Je t'aime...
Eute iubesc...
Ik hou van jou...
Ya tebya lublu...
szetet lik...
I love you...
