Masquerade Of Angels

I ascend into the light

I feel my feet leave the ground

I'm immersed in kinetic warmth

As I come closer to meeting the source in the sky

I look down to see a rotting world beneath me

A large structure begins to emerge from the light

That's the last I see before my consciousness slips from me

When I open my eyes, I am surrounded

By beings as I lie naked

They stare down upon me

I cannot see their faces, I only see their

Silhouette as I lie here paralyzed

Without the presence of words, they begin

To speak to me, as if they have entered my mind

They speak with telepathy

You were born as human slave

A willing servant to interdimentional gods

You were encarnalized to perform the will of your creators

We are the God's of the ancient world

Our will be done on earth as it is in heaven

Our will be done

I am confounded by alters in my perception

I'm leaving my body

I can now see their faces

My soul now free of flesh

Beyond the mortal veil

They aren't the faces of gods

Behind this masquerade lies the faces of my deceivers

Extraterrestrial entities with no empathy

Malevolent beings cloaked in a veil of holy ones

They masquerade as angels