Transfigurations of faith
Molded from silent moments spent in growing anxiety
Forced on my subconscious by a mythological wail
Come from a Siren sweetly singing
Amidst the chaos of color and taste in forms akin to metaphors
Meant for the minds eye to feast up
In a pineal explosion of emphasis
Molded from silent moments spent in growing anxiety
Forced on my subconscious by a mythological wail
Come from a Siren sweetly singing
Amidst the chaos of color and taste in forms akin to metaphors
Meant for the minds eye to feast up
In a pineal explosion of emphasis
zode:
Sometimes you sneak up on meIts exciting.