There was a piece of the sea where your dreams lay,
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and i see your eyes were once worlds
Transmuted and condensced through the eons.
Do they haunt you,
the ghosts of these forgotten worlds?
In the piece of the sea,
where your dreams lay,
I saw the reflections of their faces;
Foreign to me but familiar all the same.
I heard the echoes of their love and their laughter,
but this sea was built from tears and loss.
(Psychic reverberations and paling thoughts)...
Are we remembering now what we never knew,
or is it simply me and you?....
Of darker days
Still darker nights
Immerse myself in sacred light
Skies torn open
No consciousness to be renewed
I am perspiring adoration of the unfamiliar
Insane reflections with no past...
How much longer will this last?
We dig up graves of long lost friends
and worship them
In blind hysteria
We penetrate forgotten tombs
These stagnant wombs
To birth our doom
We ransack shrines to heathen gods
Then turn our voices to the clouds
Our lungs collapse
We cry aloud
'Who up there will save us now?'
When all these actions equal zero
Infinity is very near.
When all this mumbling equals something
Then we have alot to fear...