A spiraling combat of motion, down in the deep of a dream
To surface in light of the surface
A glimpse of ourselves in between
A sister to carry your burden, if not for you being released
Two bows for a long closing curtain
As she stands where no one can see
This proffering time of emotion, down in the deep of a dream
To surface in light of the surface
A glimpse of our fear to be seen
Oh folly, my brother of yesterday schemes, clever are you to be
Only devils can dare to be certain
Hiding these tricks up your sleeve
Lurking to stir […]