(March 28th, 1879 A.D. 3:22 AM, London England) Dread holding me under In the darkest waters of confusion The air breathes like rotting earth As a victor, I have never been dying as much Yet, this familiar scenery seems incomplete Is it the whispering of the night Or the waters cold gaze That takes me back to a far-flung past? I don't know what to think What to see or what to believe Something's out of place or out of time Dissonant echoes paint a nauseating scene: Life is seeping from this corpse A crimson stream between the paving stones And the eyes that stare back at me Are numbed with d**h Drowning in tidal waves Of uncontrollable thoughts Reflections of the demons That shelter within me A silhouette distinguishes From the shadows of dusk It beckons me, it spells my name Save me… As it draws near A voice whistles a familiar tune It's footsteps raise my heartbeat to their pace I've been here before… Distance shortens to an unbearable recognition Our eyes meet, Time collapses Breath is riven from our lungs It was me… Save me - I'm falling Into a - into a white void Save me - I'm falling Seeing what - I cannot believe And so another circuit Perpetuates the chain When the endling merges Into one AGAIN The incarnationprocess Now can recommence Release the energy In (a) sulphur incense I've let my mind to witness to see The blueprints of a greater design A patchwork of incarnations Like shackles in a chainreaction Releasing energy for... For whom actually? I couldn't say…it is too abstract The incognation is far too much for me to bare And so this shackle failed to re-initialise Now memories instead have risen from ashes to flesh The chainreaction is saturated Save me - I'm falling Into a - complete omniscience Save me - I'm falling Professing - to the blinded ones