Wild wailing outwards Over tarot hives and parlors The heavily inverse Where delinquent poets pass their time Waiting sinners locked in their white pastured domes Eternians, maintaining the spoke of eternity's battered wheel Pull the seal On their heels Never free
The worlds we saw Across acrylic technicolor glory Platforming blue oil spatters Through which countless eyes Sometimes squinting, always unclosing Reflected fires of the expanse Places unseen and unsensed beyond matter and no matter A far cry from home Yet we belong 'there' as we did here
So still So still Almost blinded by these empty halls We find ourselves inside the splendor of a cosmic gleam Feeling overwhelmingly new, naked, enthralled
Small crowd all wide-eyed A Summer's light upon the night No more these words All color and the black A scene not found in mere minds
"A far cry from home"
Access all worlds And paint our way through stars aligned and well Fly the path that leads towards divine eternal life
"We find our way On paths of black stars"
"We dig, by claw we tunnel, pave the paths of black stars We lay to rest our doubts and self-doubts"
Faster and faster through the unending black Every speck of light that passes A new dawn abides Miracle or disaster We shall know soon enough Once the fabric of space is cut And the edges are frayed and frilled
Wanderers, to some they seem so lost, mere poets of dismay Build reality by breaking it down And what I owe, I know that I could never express What those waves of desire revealed to meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
