Synthinity کے بول

Thoughts of response, theological kind... Chasing the demon whose name is ignorance, Pass through the descriptions of mental Planes: forms, words - in instant you Will fall... Sense is the blink, the empiric extract - To realize and feel There is a fracture in walls abstract - Consciously built Grotesquely marrow is perplexed Innumerable births Into a concept of world Which is just a synth of False ideas, faults. Synthinity Conceals.... A symptoms of corrosion and decay in Every step. I suppose the truth in rumours Told light comes from the Orient... Breath of sudden releif, inadvertent, entire Falling like blink you're in So the harmony rises inside And reigns supreme...