A Pale Blue Dot
The Mazeist
Typical frailty hidden in flesh reality
And spreading like shrapnel
A cloak to corrupt our vision
It's not clear why we are born into this vessel
A peaceful yet sinister corrosion
Awakens my senses
A chill slides down through my spine
Whispering the stories of a thousand lives
What's on the other side of the screen?
(Let it go with the flow)
Drifting through the endless hallways of space and time
Letting go the paradigm
Letting go all sorts of conventions which cloud your mind
To get through the fourth wall of reality
A road to an intangible collection
Of records and memories
The Aether, The Quintessence
Full spectrum of existence
The screen where you will find all the truth
(It is full of stars)
Drifting through the endless hallways of space and time
Letting go the paradigm
Letting go all sorts of conventions which cloud your mind
To get through the fourth wall of reality
Typical frailty hidden in flesh reality
And spreading like shrapnel
A cloak to corrupt our vision
It's not clear why we are born into this vessel