A feeling of the pulse, the flow of the galactic.
Energy in the veins to a core of white static.
Pulsars in the eyes, a ruby soul on fire.
An ascent through the seven and the gates
to the designer.

I dissolve away with a drop of light,
my passage through the soul.

The ripples of design, they collide into a bind,
flashing patterns of wisdom and truth.
Sapphire is the crown, enlightened by the sun.
I dissolve away, i flow into one.

Bound by stone, water and bone.
Replenish the river of light.
Keep me tall, prepared for all.
If demons should come tonight.

The love is, the deepest touch.
Like feathers dance with the wind,
of a hurricanes march.
So right and here, and blind to the fire.
Caring floats free, as so love desires.

A mirror for two, the soul the eye.
One sees the world, the other my mind.
Reflect back to me, the intents of my heart.
Mirror to mirror, from finish to start.

way down in the fire of her.
I struggle to breath.
And all the smoke around my eyes.
Makes it impossible to leave.
So ill sit here, taking on the flame.
It can burn me to the bone.
But i can take the pain.

When i look in the mirror, its not me i see.
But a ghost, a shell, that will  release.
And in my eyes, i see stars, drops of  fire in the rain.
That drip down, into a darkness, that feeds on pain.
I take comfort in the solace, of being insane.