Dakrua. Shifting Realities. The Outer Voids. Zeneszám

come with me
through infinity
wearing a charm
made of bones
come here to stare
beyond all the human veils
where the nightfall waits
in a jaded trance

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nothing more
than silence?
nothing less than soul search?

and hear my words to feel
what I believe
what I've learned
from our historu
come here to stare
beyond all the sunlit webs
where the morning waits
in a crimson dance
lying paralysed as I wonder
lying mesmerised as I tremble

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...from inner thoughts to outer voids...