Uninspired by Madkol Lyrics

My hand is invisible, my mind anesthetized
As I write these very words, I feel dead yet I'm alive
This isn't even poetry, because the words do not exist
Every letter that is written is a vaporizing mist
Lifelessness defines the soul that I am burdened by
It is merely just a shadow of the shell it occupies
When will I come to realize, that this dream within a dream
Will always be much worse than on the surface what it seems
I'm afraid that I must go now, reality precedes desire
But in the end, we'll all be caskets singing in a broken choir