Testo di Axis

Where hierarchies were found We met the structures veiled to life. All the grief as stone, cold as the night. Sharpened light, bleeding the sun In seas revolving inorganic cycles. Eyes wide open absorb the wave of conception And the mouth bond to lies replicates The horror of mankind. Transition begins. I drain the abyss. Forging a dying planet With the demons in my head. Travelling in this admirable tunnel Words pull the trigger in vectors Constructing reality from a third point of view. Behold the seeds of the universe.