the tone of which his birth ascend the beat that of a heart descend repeating in the infinite an insight made it clear order stormed the surface where chaos set the norm had there always been balance? ...surely not therein lies the beauty
it was solid yet everchanging it was different yet the same so I starve myself for energy
the song around his soul will bend the notes that in this hole will melt crawl out of science a dreamland if you dear disorder clawed the boundaries
we're ordered to stand clear was it always different ...never the same? therein lies the beauty
as there were no witnesses there was nothing to be told as nothing could be grasped the story could unfold superimposed on the elemtens of anger / fear / anxiety / hate / despair / remorse
so break from all that fear hold fast exposed now turn to all you lack let echoes be the answers return from all the screams wordless now the last attack so silent it hurts to listen was it always solid ...to never change? therein lies the beauty