Simulacra

Twilight of the idols
Rise forth confused effect
Cause holds us never
In her golden depths
Doppleganger
Destroying it's own reflection
The essence of eternal difference
Malformed perception
Of mindless Reproduction
Imagination
Controls reality
The doors of realization have
Been kicked open it's own eternity
Signs of it's existence
That which conceals the truth Is the truth concealed
That there is nothing
Left to reveal?
We are not here
We are not real
Subjected illusion
The world, at last, has formed in myth
Resemblance to difference
Oppositions
Friction
Burning holes in times disdain
Breeding an even greater creation
Against the nights unknown