What a marvelous beauty that is That of an incomprehensible abyss As astonishing as the sun, yet so hideous in its vagueness
What an agony to exist Balancing between matter and nihil As simple as the feel of the wind Yet vast like a cosmic ocean
How the subconscious is able to provide A layer that severs perception from nothing An amalgam of incoherent entities that form the essence of life Dwelling on the brink of void
In the shade of the eyelid A scarlet shape crawls Inside the eyes a projection An organic machine slowly molding reality
The pendulum demands To cherish the relentless pace of time Amidst eleven dimensions Matter collapses to the glint of a moment
The failure of the abyss It's inability to judge beyond the terms of its likeness Bound to its very being An eagle untethered in its cage
Pondering upon the human potential The social reflection of the abyss Condemned to be biased against its own existence Still meant to transcend its natural limits
In the shade of the eyelid A scarlet shape crawls Inside the eyes a projection An organic machine slowly molding realityTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
