I No Longer Know If I Am Mad-Age Of Silence
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TXT I No Longer Know If I Am Mad-Age Of Silence 文本歌词
I No Longer Know If I Am Mad - Age Of Silence
I no longer know if I am mad
Or if I'm feigning it to cover my own mediocrity
I sometimes feel like a fell wizened necromancer
Labouring at his pleasure
Performing his liturgy as one long consumed by ashes
Factory fumes nourishing
The dreams of the cosmopolite
Affectionate longing for white coats
Auditoriums and blackboard dust
Spiraling walkways webs of concrete
Bricks and mirrored glass
I no longer know if I have experienced
Passion
Love
Despair
Hate
Was it only socially induced behaviour
Like long forgotten twisted poetry
Gleaned from mouldy parchment
Pain is always more real than bliss
It's in greater supply
It's the warm familiar womb
In which your mind can hide
As your open doors and portals
Walk the paved paths to offerings
Foiled predetermined neurological patterns
Like paper boats bound for the drains
You speak the incantations
Written on grey mortal walls
Syllables tasting like blood in your mouth
You know absolution
You know mortality
Reality slowly peeled layer by layer
Outwards to the fringe where upon
The altar of forgotten deities
The combustion of the self still vibrates
Dark flowers thrusting their thorns up
Reaching where manifestations of
The skies labour to fill the vacuum
You seek to explain the universe with numbers
Itch to fill in the final answer underlined twice
Like an infant you step into
The first light at dawn
It's bright and bitter and sharp
