Ocular convulsions shifting frequencies. Transfixed by a blackening, true consciousness Will open to the subsonic drone...
I am bound, subject to rules known only to gods. Knowledge bestowed, passed down through scribes. A script of filth tainted our minds.
The poison of faith and infertile dreams. Hope sows but dead seeds, Inspiration that is left dead in the womb like a stillborn.
Gravity betrays me, free falling.
Feels familiar but rearranged, Overgrown by these strangling vines. I'm gasping for my breath.
A sinking sky hangs overhead. Atrophy of blind faith and pain, Leading to decay of morality.
I feel my skin starting to rot. Exposing what was hidden. A soulless being hanging in my ribcage.
The pressure rises until it's formless. Now left to collect my strength from these broken fragments. Now bind them with the complete self, a static existence.
A tortured captive sends murky blood through worn out veins. How much longer can this go on? Is it fair to say that this is it?
Now bringing light to the void, Neurons firing just as stars inspire under a dark midnight sky. Hemorrhaging my whole universe through open eyes, Freeing all that I've gathered into a nothing, so absolute and deafening.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
