Astral Voyager

I return to be the master of myself Like When you recover From a dreadful fever When things around, things around your Disguise Reality had no taste Disaggregating shades In the most geometric order Mutant Denials are moving destiny Cool necessity Chance, Traverse and adverse Beneath eternal snow Night Excursions in a confused Time Of the silent lakes Esoteric taste of the sleeping Village Lonely libations of pale White wine On the unknown ways The blown out candles On a windy day Weep, Oh, children, The sky is empty And all around you a strange rainbow Devouring our days and weary Looks of eyes Weep, oh, children, The sky is oh, so empty And So am I