Shadows of light

Pour all around me

In a maelstrom of

Our marvels and incubus

Our mind is scared 

From the grasp of the hands 

That force us to fly 

On the devils wings.

Craning and reaching 

For the life of death 

And the light at the end,

Growing farther from the close, 

And closer to the far.

Connection severed

And the severed, connected.

The perfect broken,

And the broken perfected.

These worlds of minds where 

The marvels are incubus, 

And the incubus are marvels.

The perfect imperfections 

Of the words in my mouth

Fast-forward the rewound

And unbind the bound

The words in my mouth 

Are the peace in the wars

And the wars in the peace

The sane are the insane

And the insane are the truly sane

All who are the same are different 

And the different are the same

Heaven is hell,

And Hell is heaven



The words in my mouth

Make the truths become lies,

And the lies become truths



						     



						     Thanks to Zena Hunter