Testo di The Cyclothymic Panopticon

Can you fall asleep unconsciously awake? When sliver thoughts weave the plaits of entanglement In existence, where walls are too close to each other You're waiting for our luminous world - the ancient sage The embryonic slumber for the masses cuddles the world in this jail A drop dances nervously on the wall Blood thickens, puffs of dirty thoughts Cellulose fumes, walk paths of concrete Has drawn the way to the awaited freedom It's the hum and rattle of the vibrant city The underground, adorned with human vanity Carries, just like on any night, the hope for better The cyclothymic panopticon