Endlessly - rising straight through the eye
like a flame of memories
Far too short to catch fragmentary view
on the inheritage
Custom made for us - the children of dawn
timeless creatures take the world in a storm
easy digestable our cultural stew
somethings disturbing the view
Given zest to self-quotations by chance - there seems no way to escape
this magic blossom reveals - the entry port and all the doors been locked
to some eclectical wondertune we dance - imprisoned with fixed opened eyes
floating purposeless - you must endure the performance
Custom made for us - the children of dawn - in a world of inflational charm
timeless creatures take the world in a storm - splendid selection - no harm
cosmic flotations still disturbing the view - in every moment with you
on the essential vision
Grown from the bud - of uninhibited wildgrowth
out of some misterious cucoon - through the underground of
inconcious observation - out of the a**ociative
Bloated and pale - by chronical overcharge
the aching of our neuronal receptors - in a lasting fear of
fatal imperfection - subconcious tensions spoil the view
All at once we're driven by the grand illusion - the magic fountain
still persisting in tightly fixed connection - within the source bin
It's the promise - its waters are floating by
like a brook in a flourescent coiling sky
Coming out of the poisoned source - it's trickles - still keep arriving
at the pretended centre of all pleasure - the praised emotions
At last the breakthrough - by now it's far too late
for any correction - I pa**ed the gate
Accumulated within the wake of time
coming to surface - in direct line
The sightless spirit of information of rhyme
reclaims - no mercy - space and time
So finally recollecting time's toll - in once obscure the ways did fall
we hardly realize the motion - wrested from a time unknown
A victim for the fight internally - the information age reclaims
the border of awareness dissolves in - the fractal sea of possibility