Distance is something we understand In a primal way
I feel (Symmetry?)
In the light year volume limitation One will arrive
Just one... For the edges form
All rhombus in expansion
Crack on the cubes, loud Linear ray crosses, my cloud
Above the inferior human life
Despite the strict limitation of volume Quantum line can take Most extreme structures Extreme structures...
Inside the rhombus, closed angles Multiplied by my edges Between others vertex fused Expanded once again
When the box is checked, The various internal rhombus appear Randomly, one by one
Two dimensions uses Plus strange cosmic hole Organism likes spectra-fusion In this strange rhombillusionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
