Exodus from The Jaunt by Ophelion

Any control is unattained
Throughout my countless years
Of helpless divine reign
Within a single cosmic chance
This world creates the Jaunt

For some reason it feels
This has happened before
What is real
They made a Jaunt of their own
My past echoes like dreams
Someone feigns sleep once more
Just like me
Seeking the truth from the void

What will be made within their mind
Knowing my Jaunt created
Everything they see
Was my past born from someone else
Could anything be real

As the passenger nears
I endeavour to warn
My voice calls
But I can't make sound at all
Unable to change fate
Past repeating again
Truth revealed:
I see this traveller was me

This past world that you see
An abandoned memory
You found what was concealed
Nothing you knew was real
As you watch your body
Enter the machine
All happens once again
The universe exists recursively

You are the Artefact
Of a world which was a lie
You are your own deity
Spectral God who only wants to die
Unending witness
Echoed through past returned
Exist recurrently
For all time you silently observe

Transference through the Jaunt
An infinite descent
You found what was concealed
Thoughts forged reality
As you watch your body
Rapture instantly
Departure from this Hell
Your mind escapes the cyclicality

Exit the Jaunt
Exit the Jaunt

Now my body reforms
I emerge as once was
Distant life
This lie from which I was torn
Knowing all this was born
From a Jaunt of my own
Now I see
Nothing at all can be real

Now my body reforms
[I exist recurrently]
I emerge as once was
[This past world, a memory]
Distant life
[Ancient lie, which was once known]
This lie from which I was torn
[When I first went in the machine]
Knowing all this was born
[All was made from voice of thought]
From a Jaunt of my own
[Found out the truth which I had sought]
Now I see
[Finally, exit the Jaunt]
Nothing at all can be real
[Nothing at all can be real]

Older than time
A cackling voice escapes me
The speech becomes a gift
As crooked laughter rings

With hands divine
I claw the image in my mind
Tear out the truth inside
Which ceased what I once was

My vision reddens, blind
But what of sight
When all of time I’ve seen
So what of fearing death
When Death itself
And judgement I have been

Longer than you think
Longer than eternity
Let it die
Let me die
Let it die
Let me die

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