Through Art Entropia (Białystok)
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Words, they won’t come out
Painted grey, the glass
Self, disfigured inside
Empty, the disguise
Open your eyes
Behold the... Hand
That pours into you
Excellence
Dark Flowers
...for Goddess
Among your words
I found wisdom
True lore, the unknown
In the claws
Of my own mischief
Of my disappointment
Left to apathy
I fell in
Now... our sounds
Ambience
Not words – they die
Will you share?
Would you share...
...yourself?
Painted grey, the glass
Self, disfigured inside
Empty, the disguise
Open your eyes
Behold the... Hand
That pours into you
Excellence
Dark Flowers
...for Goddess
Among your words
I found wisdom
True lore, the unknown
In the claws
Of my own mischief
Of my disappointment
Left to apathy
I fell in
Now... our sounds
Ambience
Not words – they die
Will you share?
Would you share...
...yourself?
