Where the Stars Will Give Way to the Morning
A bond within the ultimately grand
A final look at the moor now forgotten to time
A silver eagle on a darkened pavement
Acceleratingly abided into their own mind
Affinities of a finger's length
All Lombard Street to a China Orange
All that you will feel is the need to come back here
Alternate overcoming overcoming overcoming
An alternate universe overcoming all bliss
An empty world beyond temporary bliss
Benjamin's all blissful affinities
Benjamin's truly blissful affinity
Between the extensive forgotten maximum
Desolate spaces, revenant faces
Glances of ambition in desperate need
Hidden quietly in short-term recollections
I am turning almost non-existent
I can imagine that I could be disappearing
I still believe as even if I'm myself
It's all at the point of breaking
Like I were to be drowning in water
Lonely does the way ahead feel
Neural glooms lacking moonlight
Nobody is aware of the dark thoughts that are corrupting them
Reaching the border of the heliosphere
Secluded shimmers on the edge of ignorance
Silent twilights arriving quickly
Silent twilights arriving sooner
Stage 4 Post-Awareness Disorientation
Stage 4 Short-lived moment of peace
Stage 5 Extreme plaque tangling
Stage 5 once mind now isolated
Stage 6 A hollow loss overcoming this infernal battle
Stage 6 An equilibrium so disfigured that forgetting is forgotten
Stage 6 Direction in this universe sinks below
Stage 6 Extensive decay coming to an end
The Boss, the Siren, and the Sea
The extensive forgotten ocean of the fainted
The isolation that was eroding her spirit
The satisfaction is tantalizing
The sun has finally set, and the dusk shall soon take over
The world's shakes and tremors grounding it down
Thus universe everywhere universe
Times that are brilliant and dreamy
Trimmed in between the maximum
Twilight fraction recollection
Variations of a finger's length
Whilst the dreary days are ending sooner
You'll be the only one lurking there
Your kiss was such a sacred thing
and then the cosmos showed itself
at the early and warm feelings of a morning
forgotten ocean hidden quietly
once again, it's all at the point of breaking