This mortal coil encases that
which needs to reach out to the void
And expand throughout the reaches of the cosmos

There is a way to taste its vastness
And have a glimpse of the infinity that lies beyond
Perception and imagination

in a way we have tasted it all
But we are still uncertain about its taste.

Will we let it expand our sences ?
Or return to our neverending slumber ?

The effervescent mouths of the keepers of lies
chant the lullabies that will keep everything in order
by order of the order.

It is here, there, arround every corner, Every Edifice
On all roads waiting to be crossed
inside every crossed...soul, burning with desire...

For making way for the passage
that will lead away
from the infinite temporarity
We are encased in.