wandering through mystery,
i can't seem to stand still.
im everywhere,
seeking thrill and all that's mad
or
halfway there...

If being alone stopped your shine,
Then where does that leave the sun...
And if the darkness scares the light away,
Tell me why won't the moon run.

Sinking ship, one way ticket to hopelessness,
Alluring decor, bathed in beauty, misleads your comfort.
Would you take a blind step out it's doors if fate had you open it?
Or do you allow what's sinking to become sunken as you wait and sit?

Tragedy, a heartbeat away, I see dancing, laughter and only times of euphoria.
Though a word from wise to wise may ignite the suppressed flame, hysteria.
Few take heed, most will never care , but leave none unaware.
The inevitable scene of this ship submerged draws near.

The time has come and death peaks through the window.
Hesitations complicates everything that can be simple.
Listen to the words, allowed to live another day, another way.
Through you I reflect and look back at that sunken ship as I drift further away ..

Silently and Solemnly I cascade within the barriers of my own conscience.
A pinned mouth that has a thousand words to say to whom it matters greatest.
As the demons are introduced to my silent onset, the language of the universe can now be understood.
And I think, this is where the essence of God is birthed...