"Hello?"
"Hello.?"
"Hello..?"
"Why..?"
"Why do you mock me?"

Lost in thought again
Why is it there
There to taunt me
Drag me
Fuel me.

I lost my faith
Not so long ago
But I feel my soul
Can you even feel a soul?
If you could, it would feel like this

Heat, Ashes… Fire?
This isn't my soul
You can't feel something
Something that doesn't
Exist

It flickers
And vanishes
Another illusion
Just like all the rest
They're all fake

The Book
The Church
The Funeral
The Afterlife
"HELLO?"

Who wrote these books
Who constructed these churches
Who organized these ceremonies
Who created this dementia
"H-hello..?"

Bible in hand
Sitting in the church
A funeral is held today
To send me to the afterlife
"..."

Except
There is no funeral
There is no church
There is no holy book
There is nothing

"Hello?"
"If you really can hear me."
"I just wanted to let you know."
"The last time we talked."
"I forgot to say goodbye."



"So."
"Goodbye."