Whispers of bombard my rationale. Aeons passed I last did feel, The joy of my tears, Streaming,in of sorrow.
The beauty,so quiescent. Vehemence,stronger still, ...Yet dying....
...As yet gorge, to bleed. I rub salt into open wounds, Scars heal,but the is then dead. Pain spills,from my mind my body.
expires, And I see has passed. in mourning. Death for me in years of past, And left me to in death.
is given to us....obsolete.....
As the dust flew,I the ancient past. From whence did I know what it is that I Or it was that I knew? Time is the of knowledge. can be recalled in time.... ...But in a moment.......?
Knowledge nothing, faced with the propensity of time. Once lost,'tis forever. So to know (each answer begets a greater question), The importance of truth is so greater, And amongst lies.
.....I am all which virtue.....
Release the of the flesh, name must I bequeath (upon my kingdom)?
Amidst the slumber,I the dream.....
Portals of obscurity burst into my eyes, As I into the ascending chaos.....
I journey on,the lights dripping luminescence. dimensions imbibe me, I see all,but can do but see.
....I roam....
I am enraged. by my insanity.
worlds,unknown. I cry for solitude. Is it fortune to have entered such visions? Canst I decipher the vision to
cannot conceive. I extol my journey the vision of sound.
Imbibe thine if thou durst see! Travel the demented seas!
....Reflect the journey....
[Lyrics-Greg,Winter [Music-Steve,Winter/Spring