Design never ending mazes
Ascend towers bigger than gods
It’s in your unconsciousness beauty
When the lights go out.
And the horror in the darkness cold embrace
In a newborn insanity, the calm before the storm or the deepest melancholic of the aftermath
Are you the feeling?
Are you deceiving?
Are you the fall in my mind?
Are you screaming?
Are you the instinct?
Are you the crossings in my back?
Are you the idealized stance?
Are you the terror in the moonlight?
Are you the question?
Are you the answer?
Where have we been all this time?
