If you got the reason, the goal is to give you a rhyme The vacuum of space is akin to perception of time
Navigate the swirl of stormy weather Unfurling psychic charts of stars
I won't go! Slip to slide the entropy Before long... The building blocks will crumble
A crushing coercion can corrupt the mumbling mold Project the assertion to love only what you can own (only what you can hold)
Undulate beneath your lusty lover Click and whir of barren eye
I will run! Hearts they hanker for mistake With action... We catalyze disaster
Indoctrined assassin berate with the force-feed frea They tremble with trepidation, no shackle can jail the heart thats near to me In love is truth
The queen of compassion imprisoned by the great fiend of greed Her benevolent beauty fogged-up by the flash of the screen Blue glowing boxes besieged by the standard of being
