Gestalt - Loch Vostok

Touch me with your fingertips

Can you feel my pulse?

Trembling like an aspen leaf

So scared can hardly breath

Like screams from the past

Penetrates my dream

I’m awake still I see…

Silhouettes recognised

They march in the night

Away from the light

This is not the other side

This is where they come to hide

Cold shivers down your spine, inside

Feeling like you were going to die

Ein gestalt, inside your mind?

Ein gestalt, a different kind

Ein gestalt, left behind, the forgotten

Everyone a different fate

Left here in limbonic state

The cries in the night

The shadows on the walls

Just wind and rain?

Is this just going on

Inside my head

Or am I the one who’s dead?