i watch grey clouds gather over my islands first snow falls brings down white silence
the rising triad, moon crescent, color iridescent, very present and clear danger - neon district, the stranger. eyes shine 'neath the winter shadow penumbra, winds from the tundra. ice cracks fulfill the task, strip the mask, face the past head-on collision with illusion. reality's backbone broken spine shattered open - mind corruption never rewind offered as an option. the life chosen - the life lost 100% stakes all it takes separate trues and fakes