Surface of permanent street forms
Lost moments get impaled my presence fades away.
Oblivious surface obscures my eyes
Strong with the desire of hate.
As reality and vision [bad word] enlarge my darkness
With multitude of light
The still uncolored circle of seven senses
The visionary wheel of drifting desired shadows

Affections of remained rites
Filled by perfumes of past destination
distant chaos far beyond
From what our eyes can see
The superhuman side within.
mixed movement of a demolished world.

Unlocked narration of key elements
Creates the wall of past and future passing
Let's all wounds be now against our bodies
Release fantasy before the [bad word] sudden to the depth of subconscious

Decentness sun of night releases my fate.
Half wayside of life and emptiness
Upland in distant night of galaxies
Glass awake the symbol of passage
Reflection demands the quest of existence

Kept upon illusions of fancy gateway 
The sound of silence pours my body
Underground Pyramid of blood
Creations and [bad word] of century bone.