The Dimensions of Me.

Obsession, beauty, purity, false, you lie.
You live but you cannot die.
I'm not here,
you don't really see me,
I'm in the dimension all to myself.
Darkness sweeping over plains of hate.
Tears are all I create.
I'm not here,
you only see half of me,
I'm in the dimension all to myself.
Personal hells that I create,
My hand is the one that opened the gate.
Where are we now? I can't really see you, I'm in the dimension all to myself.
I walk on ground but never touch it,
I cry but no tears run down my face.
Because I'm in the dimension all to myself.
Idiots.
The world lives on idiots.
You cant escape the endless cycle-day-night-day-night-day-night-life-death-reborn.
I see the world from the dimension all to myself-but I still see it more clearly than you.