Dementia - Through The Eyes Of The Dead

And I awoke in utter horror

From the noxious dream

Was it, in fact, a dream?

The vision, the smell, the screams

I can’t hear my voice

I can’t see myself

Vague emptiness

There is no sound, no sense of touch

Non existence

This room is empty

And all I see is white

No exit… nothing in sight

The jaws of insanity begin to drip

In this labyrinth of non-existence

I feel my mind implode into the void

Reality now recluse, a most impalpable lunacy

Millions of eons shall pass

And then continue tenfold

And I will still be here

There is no longer death, nor life…

Just existence and dementia

Dementia

Dementia

My essence fades into the white

Ingrained into nothing

I am dementia

I am dementia

Eternal reverie of non-existence

I am time with no end

For no means, but everlasting insanity

Skepsis was the loathsome omen

The deceptive abomination

That ushered this torturous dissolution

Millions of eons shall pass

And then continue tenfold

And I will still be here

There is no longer death, nor life…

Just existence and dementia

Dementia