THOUGHTS FROM THE OVERGROWTH

It's your shadow that moves across my room

Its your future that I embrace

It's your heart's lesson that I ignore and it's my wasted time

My screaming dreams

It falls upon dead years from skies filled with illusions and diamond hostilities

Endless and Nameless

Burn your eyes clean

For the dusk of time is at hand

Here's the prophecy inscribed in the twilight of the dying moon

The hidden shall arise and drown the world