Running pieces of time, I stand on the face of the moment I, Am I the edge between parallel Am I wasted, am I the laid secret connection, the hand of the ones? They offer the eternal gloom: “take the shadow and live†No! How could it be absorbed in the mind when I’d concealed my senses? And it returns. It’s me sitting around the sun with these beings I’d sunk the key for my projections into a cube and swallowed To attach the new molecules To be the eye Cause I spent here a lot of time to try to be perfect Cause I spent here a lot of time to be betrayed Cause I spent here a lot of time to prove but i failed They said in vain, to hold my own It’s all you around me, no pieces In the circle we are equal and extracorporeal It’s all me around you, no pieces Hidden colors melting me into my own skull When i catch the line the whole world infiltrates, my eyes unite Restart the journey through a wormhole, generated by fear and blood That’s my own sun It’s me sitting around the sun… In the circle of abstract ritual