Who the hell knows?I used to think that someone did,Even if it was the bad guys,Surely someoneHad the script kept hidden…
The days are shortbut my disturbanceis long
I now recognize
the walls
The undead began their waltz as they left their posts,they didn’t need sleep, but…
‘Consciousness’ hitsThe harmony splitsI remember things that I ‘have to do’Just a moment agoI was floating on flowIn a land…
