Immediately we stand trial; clasping hands in thought,
Mending our realities and shaping our perception.
Intensity pleads against the harbor while throwing overboard the scripture
Sounds, density, volume
Surrounds our very unknown life.
Yet we praise upon the fiend, and refuse to hold onto our mind.
Onslaught is our very friend, for it is our mortal enemy.
Understand the briefings we not, and yet we appear happy.