Visionism

I, I've got my own way

You've got another one

All but not understanding

I feel...

lost

I'm broken, now it's too late

the valley of bones

the place where the hope is over

I stay alone

I stay alone

too weak to....

inspirit the flesh

the same exertion for the lovers

and exertion for the dead

only six boards needed

here, instead of the past delight-

the tower of white nothingness

clean as the diamond is

smooth like death

( too weak to )

inspirit the flesh

There's a heat which chars lovers flesh

there's death which opens lovers eyes

there's a heat (too weak, too weak to go)

there's death (too weak, too weak to go)

which kills my light, (too weak, too weak to go)

the best of my flights (too weak, too weak to go)

there is, a brutal nail in

the center, at the ball of the white mirror

here, instead of the past delight-

the tower of white nothingness

clean as the diamond is

smooth like death  I feel ...

lost

I'm broken, now it's too late

the valley of bones

the place where the hope is over

now there's my way , my way

I follow your footsteps (too weak, too weak to go )