There walks, the shape, it's shifting it's gaze
Ghost in the dark, invoking the light
Spirits play the cloak and dagger
Awhile awake, night hovering in stake
Better not leave without a wide eye shut
Fatality
The sermon of the damned demands a restoration, the real is what not, is not,
It's all, desecrated
The rupture of time
Emancipate the life and non-life,
Oblige to what might, embrace the signs
One more time, surrender
Invade the space and time
Fix the motion
Now, the march of the freaks,
The shadow that lingers,
In and off of the fabled defeats
The aftermath, afterthought, aftersight
Hypocrites that walks on the fabrics
Behold that no one knows, where no one goes, what's in store?
When we come to re-align
What we were to realise
The dark inside is yet shine
Illuminate and animate