stuck in a hard place in the middle walking on coals caught in holes sorting the souls like the Sphinx and the riddle your invisible ripples surround me little by little
is my only saviour living in a stateless zone searching for an answer everywhere he goes
widening circles the surface a living physical mirror connecting fire with the fever reflecting I'm a believer let the whispers enfold you pull you nearer and nearer little by little
is my only saviour standing in a stateless zone waiting for the answer frozen to the bone