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(Music by Kosmos Reversum

Lyrics by Lord J. H. Psycho)

Toxins feast on vivid fragments of lucidity

Sensitively crafted third millennium darkness

Faces and fingers sink in this soil

Utter bereavement transpires to pollute

But when the smoke has cleared and the dust has settled

What screen will shelter our naked features from themselves?

Far beyond the fickle concerns

That devour our restless hours

Are horizons we can never discern

Not even from our highest towers

Here breathe the dynamic foundations

The cycles that dwarf all our joys and woes

Above our triumphs and tribulations

On and on the currents flow

When constellations sink in the black depths of reversal

And the breath of guiding winds subsides forever

Where are we headed?

So small and frail is all we have to hold on to

Traversing storm-whipped oceans clinging to drifting splintered boards

The essence communes in eloquent tones

Yet insufficiency shrouds our sight

So we shiver down to the bones

Like waifs recoiling from the oncoming night

The basis of experience is constant becoming

To run through given time as given time runs through us

Yet in the wake of the ever resonating quiet

The seemingly tremendous relinquishment would emerge as liberating

For nothing is worth striving for but a moment of illumination

To outlive every sun, brighter than light itself