Insanity prevails and music is sounding.
The power intensifies and changes in form
While continuity disintegrates and finds its mask shorn.
Of truth...what is this?
A sound that transmits from mind to less.
A weakening understanding,
Lost in forgetfulness.
A thundering echoes in the thoughts of my mind,
Continuous deviation from the patterns of time.
Lost, searching for ultimate conclusion,
Trying to find a way out of this illlusion.
Halfway up the ladder,
Hanging by a thread of light,
Indecision at the crossroads,
Should I turn left or right?
Energy forms to the Northeast,
White, so bright it burns my eyes
Breaking down reality's walls so thick,
Resulting in my utter surprise.