grey rain
through tunnels of misunderstandings you all crawl, never will you be able to see the other side of the grey rain, you are not worth to know, to feel, to see, am i here to walk alone. . .

blue unknown
cold blue circle, cold blue vortex, journey of the lonely colours, journey of the lonely rays

hidden / rising
thousands of bayonettes inside my chest, uncommon pain, uncommon pleasures, after all those miles no desires left to burn, rising grey sun, apocalypse of the pseudo-race, a higher form

cold / colourless
i don't hear your smile anymore, i don't smell your skin anymore, i don't taste your stench anymore, i don't see your soul anymore, i don't feel your voice anymore

nails
you culmination of vermins, i don't need you, mornings will never touch me again

numb lava
living maze, formed by numb spirits, disabled nation from the pool of sympathy you drink, i can see much deeper than you, i am apart from the lava in which you have born, binding birth - lava, red enormous dream, for ages my genuine target of attraction

seclusion
what is rational for my mind is not for yours, i have closed my eyes, with my hands i feel, the gleaming rays, horizontal, vertical, i have forgot the teachings / absolute truths, i have forgot my past, i am here to walk alone. . .