Coda

A beautiful shape

Five shadows creep over a malformed box

Ugly feelings that can never be stifled are that of a beast’s form

Transient dreams

A providence born of devouring one another

When you hide your real nature, you become the lie

Warmth fades away with a silent rain

Death and rebirth bloom on a calm hill

Memories disappear into a sea of loss

Distracting ideas have sprung from wings sticking inside my skull

The path from the cradle until now, it knows no love

If the white I grasp when I abandon my essence is the proper thing, then I’ll go on to the deepest black

Below a square sky, flowers grow on soil where dead bodies rest

The beautiful deformity proceeds into a dazzling darkness

The end and the beginning