Voices Calling Telling Ripened By Truth Listen To Them Cradle The Consequence Things Get Worse Not Better Barely Breathing Sightless Seeing Beneath The Eyelids Even In Dreams Memories Sinless Image Carving Its Remembrance Over Scar Tissue Left Freely To Drown In Ones Own Bloodless Corpse Controlled...
It Seemed In A Dream Like A Half Deceased Memory Failing In Its Own Relationship With The Truth. Buried Under Consciousness, Suffered Externally, Scarred Internally. A Great Silence Prevailed And Threatened With The Sanctity Of The Fulfilment Once Sought. Breathing Through The Walls Of The...