IV (My Mind Is A Prison)

Swallow the truth
Let it digest in your empty stomach
The lies of circumstance in circumference to the shape of the dead land
The sky laughed unreluctantly as my skin turned to peregrine and my mind set to
sea
(Magnetic embrace)
Seasons change as the perpetual pendulum swings further and further away
«Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act
Falls the shadow
Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion
And the response
Falls the shadow»
The sun drowns just to shade your eyes from its light
The world wakes just to watch your lines fade
So I sat by your side. while stirring time burned the back of my mind
Burying dead while the urgencies bred inside your bloodlines
There is no more beauty in these burdens
Swallow the truth
Let it destroy you