jueves, 25 de octubre de 2018

Dimensional Wandering.


In the time when day and night disappear
When the fog is not even as near
Unconsciousness of no light and no dark
Emptiness of no sun and no moon

The soul begins to wander
In the deep sea of the void
Your soul begins to wander

When the waves of past collide the rocks
Letting infinite presents to behold
And the horizon of future is not clear
As the death flee so scared

The soul begins to wander
In the deceiving lie of a dream
Your soul begins to blur

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