After finally getting a grip on his illusions, our main character has begun to seek therapy. He details his gruesome visions to the therapist and begins to tell of his new found hatred for mortal existence. War, famine, poverty, and many other problems, he points out, would easily be relinquished by a holy entity if one actually existed. He expresses how he feels most people live a facade in order to gain acceptance in the world, and that he wants no part in it. He then tells his therapist how from the second you're born, you're doomed. Your life is constantly moving towards death and that he(the main character) strives to be something more than mortal.
Coming back to reality was much more difficult
Than I ever imagined possible
The world inside my head was far more comforting
Than this hell that we call existence.
Constantly being judged for what I believe
Makes me not want to believe in anything.
I must change who I am today
So that I may feel a state of being
Higher than I've ever known before
Do you see the sky, accepting souls for judgement?
Passing them to the Nether.
I vow that I will never bow down to your expectations
I am my own man, seeking guidance
From someone who never cared for me
I will fight for this(x2)
The beginning ironically the end
Your life was over before it began
Were you so ignorant that you thought
I would lie dormant.
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