Visions - Dweller

Visions are our only sense of knowing things are real

What can’t be seen through naked eyes

lingers in our minds to show that it exists

Anticipating the end of days as humanity fades away

Inspired by the clutter filling in the empty voids

Things are never what they seem and there’s no room to breathe

So keep believing everything that you see

With a sharp glance every visual is realligned

For a moment only soon to be vanished

into darkness buried into the unknown

Giving our all and in return

We’re shown nothing but the short end of the stick

We manipulate and tear apart

Everything were handed

Existing as the savages

Deserving of conclusive torture

Destroy your creation