Follow the ideal escape from fear and trick obscurity with absolution in faith to disguise the distance and appear dressed up for any judgement day.

All these years I came to find that this life is just a game.

All these years I came to see that in this life I am a dream.

I feel

there is no God and no religion, no purpose, no eternity.

And I've dealt with death and his emotions enough to know I will go back to nothing again.

You kneel down for misunderstood ideals.

Above.

You hide beyond infinity.