Life is an illusion, just a shadow, a reflection in a mirror. A wall of laments from the real me. Life is déjà vu, just a dream, an abandoned building. A windowless room, and a haunted house. Life is a controversial teacher, nothing more, a thread of lies tied to a knot. Foolish, who wants to know the truth! Life is a summer flower, it's passing away, it's been dying every day since I was a kid. Then why fear an end that isn't ours? Life is an illusion, just a dream...
