Running pieces of time

I stand on the face of the moment

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