This Is Not An Exit

Maybe this schism is just a symptom

Of late capitalism

A saviour's died and risen

Of worlds that wouldn't listen

To their own collapse

Even if this story

Is overwrought and gory

It's not a fable, it's not an allegory

No cautionary tale, no momento mori

Or a vague "perhaps"

Maybe you've been slaughtered, maybe you've been kissed

Either way means nothing, I simply don't exist

Look at what's been done here, judge it how you wish

I am all alone here, I am a solipsis

This is what we come to, what we have become

I am not a person known to anyone

All the doors are tried and tested

Know that this is not an exit

Am I just a version of the end of days?

Am I just an effect of a modern phase?

Am I just the end point of the grand parade?

Should we be afraid?

Maybe you've been slaughtered, maybe you've been kissed

Either way means nothing, I simply don't exist

Look at what's been done here, judge it how you wish

I am all alone here, I am a solipsis

This is what we've come to, what we have become

I am not a person known to anyone

All the doors are tried and tested

Know that this is not an exit

None of this exists for me

This is all a fantasy

There is no future here

There is no history

None of this is real

It's not reality

None of this exists for me

There is no consistency

There's only entropy

And even though I've tried and tested

I know that this is not an exit now