A surreal depiction of a lucid dream: being confined to a neon-lit platform in outer space and intentionally falling off into oblivion, followed by a void of unanswerable and indecipherable scenarios subliminally raising questions as to why humans are the way they are by nature.
Have you ever felt like the end of time
Was close to you, was sent to you?
And why? There's no why.
You meddled with the fire and
Settled for a free life, and now,
The gate is open to you
Some of us believe the lies and some of us dance in anger,
Some of us call the angels and some of us hail the devil,
Some of us never look around and I'm just trying to understand
How it is to get by, how it is to feel alive...
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