Whispers of bombard my rationale. Aeons passed since I 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 mine wounds, Scars heal,but the is then dead. spills,from my mind into my body.
expires, And I see has passed. in mourning. Death came for me in of past, And me to live in death.
is given to us....obsolete.....
As the dust flew,I the ancient past. From whence did I know what it is I know? Or what it was that I Time is the of knowledge. can be recalled in time.... ...But in a moment.......?
Knowledge nothing, When faced with the of time. lost,'tis lost forever. So much to know (each answer a greater question), The of truth is so much greater, And amongst lies.
.....I am all which virtue.....
the shackles of the flesh, What name I bequeath (upon my kingdom)?
the slumber,I awaken the dream.....
Portals of obscurity burst forth my eyes, As I plunge into the chaos.....
I journey on,the dripping their luminescence. Crossed 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 mine fortune to have such visions? I decipher the vision to words?
Words conceive. I my journey through the vision of sound.
Imbibe thine if thou durst see! Travel the demented seas!
....Reflect the journey....
[Lyrics-Greg,Winter [Music-Steve,Winter/Spring