skjalff
Bluelighter
building up pyramids of passion
new pattern is born conceived in stasis
slowly emerging, new symbols and idols
twisting and turning in snake-like fashion
Summer of love is spent and faded
the Dead bears are back to their primal stages
caves of correct politics and political correctness
stone age of emotion coming back with vengeance
animal hides can only cover the primitive
shielding skin but exposing the radical
what did you suffer for, namless fatality?
ethics? morality? and? or? both may be?
semblances of figures
geometric in nature
move into the wilderness
of form and meaning
they're losing sight of the goal
forgetting where to land their next step
and now its just us
and this is a detour
last scent of my dwindling sense of direction
perplexed on the crossroads of short-cuts taken.
destroyed is the vision of final light
...and finally.. i am crushed to perfection
quenched for rationality
stripped of passion
the brighter face that is
the pyramids are now all shaded
killer loop will recoil
bringing repetative phases
no route will return us
to where we'll leave our cages
never surrendering and holding hands
we'll be going in circles
till none stands
skjalff
new pattern is born conceived in stasis
slowly emerging, new symbols and idols
twisting and turning in snake-like fashion
Summer of love is spent and faded
the Dead bears are back to their primal stages
caves of correct politics and political correctness
stone age of emotion coming back with vengeance
animal hides can only cover the primitive
shielding skin but exposing the radical
what did you suffer for, namless fatality?
ethics? morality? and? or? both may be?
semblances of figures
geometric in nature
move into the wilderness
of form and meaning
they're losing sight of the goal
forgetting where to land their next step
and now its just us
and this is a detour
last scent of my dwindling sense of direction
perplexed on the crossroads of short-cuts taken.
destroyed is the vision of final light
...and finally.. i am crushed to perfection
quenched for rationality
stripped of passion
the brighter face that is
the pyramids are now all shaded
killer loop will recoil
bringing repetative phases
no route will return us
to where we'll leave our cages
never surrendering and holding hands
we'll be going in circles
till none stands
skjalff
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