The Great Deception

All is a lie that we have fallen to.

Bring us to our knees, in the despair of what we believed.

This is a downfall, this is the tragedie's end.

This is the great deception.

To hell with love, to hell with hope.

Feelings you can’t really feel.

And the dying man thought to himself.

"The horror, the horror."

And if it was just nothingness?

How can I feel peace, in such emptiness?

Watch me as I descend into nothingness

I refuse and I deny, a fate written in stone, older than I, older than time.