Reflection

My reception, my reflection, my perception resurrection Keep forgetting that I'm sick of all this Fake love, false image, all fiction It's a vicious reminiscence in the present twisted vision of bliss Yeah yeah I've been looking for the absolute How can every little battle even matter to You Is there any premonition for the sins of my youth Will I ever be acquitted for the things that I do Maybe existential crisis lies in our terrestrial vices I've been eyeing irises trying to find what hides inside us Who we are is defined in what we confide in What we lie in I've been dying Poseidon's got me by my right hand and I'm lost inside him Hold on just a minute, this is feeling tribal Like go to church, say your prayers and read your Bible Soil looking for a spoil, giving gods and idols But life is all an illusion that leads to soul survival [You are living in a memory] Practice patience is all that I've been thinking And second chances offer freedom for more than you and me I don't know how to let go of the ideal of myself My portrayal is a poison to truth that's underneath I feel overwhelmed by light but my heart is casting shadows I consume beyond my fill yet I'm empty every battle Every shackle, every blame, every doubt about the grave My tears burning from the rage of my fear I'm still the same Can I leave it all behind and start walking in the truth Instead of holding myself captive, a prisoner of youth Oh, my hands are scarlet My back is a target For Jupiter's lightning there's no end in sight for me My eyes see all that I feel is fiction Laced with suspicious intuition My fear flares up when I lose control My life's all an illusion that leads to soul survival