The Illusion We’re Under

These webs of deceit
I watch them weave
We're all caught in its silk
Whether we're able to see
The reality before me
I cannot seem to grasp
Questioning if it's best
To remain in the dark

The illusion we're under
We will never uncover
Until the end of life
Until we find another

These webs of deceit
We cannot leave
Bound to its will
Prey for its feast
The reality before me
Does it actually exist?
As we slowly decay
What use is it to resist?

The reality before me
Does it actually exist?
This journey we take towards death
We will never distinguish
The uncertainty of this life
Meaning we may never find
In the midst of its beauty and gloom
A glimmer of hope must suffice

When the arachnids reveal themselves
It'll be too late
Your last breath in this dream world
Where the illusion dispels
And all that's left
Is this rotting desolate hell
And your place among the webs
Ready to be buried
In tombs of delusion