Tekst:
Deviated Presence Eerie Sphere

Arrival at the wrong place, incidental manipulations, reasonless undeliberate deeds, torn connections, unused opportunities. the ways can't be ungone

Leaving one world to find myself in another one even worse surreal places in mental disease self-inflicted torture eerie inner sphere misanthropic rage

There is a shadow floating over me growing to a vast crimson cloud meanings are blurred calm and harm in disorder my eyes blinded for what is real noone

Calm in my mind, at last, only for some moments, admiring the elements raging around me the rain is heavy, turns the nocturnal world to hazy dark grey