Through the thicket of mind Through the black waters (of actuality) Shift the perception focus Drown in the internal lie
Do not look back Burning down this coming Behind the perishability On the shortest way
On the strings of illusion In the taut lines of our lives Survival of the fittest Dying with faith in words Breaking the beautiful In this crowded world
The body is insane In the cell of desperation The soul is flying away Gathering all that is left
On the strings of illusion In the taut lines of our lives