The Fifth Ship of‎ Theseus

Lyrics

I have awoken from a dream I was so loved, so famed, so adored. Oh, so serene But a daydream is but a frail and shallow thing Oh, such a trifling fling And now, the moon sings its strained, truthful ring And I. I will shift and squirm until I die In a futile and frivolous plight to see morning light These He's and Us' are untrue These things, we trust, but they are just another ruse These threads are so fine Finite, fragile lines are the escape ropes that we climb Thin and slight Akutagawa's myth might just be right - excеpt, there is no need to die To join thе demons and the deviants in the swirling pool of blood I have grown vain anew Thus salvation threw me under to the flood And so, I I will change until the mirror lies And, as Narcissus forewent his desire The truth will burn my eyes These beams and trusses are unseen This patchwork frame, it hides a corpse of sutured seams They puppeteer me I prayed for glory I made a story I prayed for my own world But as they saw me The Gods that ignored me They saw a childish churl "I want an audience." "I want to be seen." - The monkey's finger curls The bard's grown weary But they cannot hear me Over this dulcet swirl …but what's one more whirl?