AronChupa (+) Little Swing - AronChupa 2017-10-13 10:50:08
Eyes divert the light
To the sullen souls in flight
Barricade the windows of your blood-stained eye
In stranger aeons, even death may die
Action provokes reaction, mind dissolving matter
Emotions cause the waters to stir (in violent rupture)
Beneath the surface of the mother ocean
What contradiction the mirrors shan't reciprocate?
Cyclopean, walker of unseen worlds
Cyclopean, do you know why you really are?
What we are yearning for
Is that which was lost before
Wisdom-knowledge-intellect, pride worn by man in disgrace
Fallen from grace,
Mankind- bearer of plagues-
Stricken with wounds the cross proudly borne in disgrace
Thus he spoke of a thousand aeons
"Hearken!" aloud he cried
"In this room no clocks are ticking
To measure is irrelevant"
The Aeon Strangers (Part 1)