Bathing in muse juice
Waking my inner God
Setting my soul to embrace the odd
Travel in time on a sound of a rhyme
End on an age at the flip of the page
Birth of a world at the whim of the word
And i see myself bleeding from the wounds that i never knew i had
Questing my soul in feelings overdose
Leaving behind my real illusion i am slowly turning slightly mad
Trying to find the song that never was
Touching the parallels
Squaring circles right
Freezing the nine hells
Breaking the speed of light
Travel in time on a sound of a rhyme
End on an age at the flip of the page
Birth of a world at the whim of the word
Still I am here stranded of the shores of consciousness
Watching in awe horizons juxtapose
Dipping my sight in pure sensations i'll be lost in muse's warm caress
Humming away the song that never was
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