Landing... on a spheric line they dare to drive
Breathing... a scarry sign of sodium lies
Slyness... a primal moral conflict
form
Sadness... a linked device reacts
Red sand cloaked over the clouds
Time's forest infinite place
Slyness... in a
plasma sphere you are
Sadness... in a liquid form we die
Trapped into
A shapeless cup
A dense cluster of souls
Mineral
skies
Beyond shiny haze
Synthetized to decant souls
Awakening
The perfect symbion makes
Mortal frequencies
Navigates
through the waves
A new essence rules
[Lyrics Cryopsis]
[Music Franck Kobolt]
