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