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