Riding deaths breath we fly,
So high,
Not caring when or why,
Overcoming life's lie.
When all the bindings untie,
And all possibilities take surreal form,
We break from the norm,
Becoming every nothing,
We sigh.
Drowning in seas of life,
We cry.
And everything thunders,
Rushing,
Crushing,
Our inner strife,
Slicing thoughts,
With a razor-keen knife.
And acid dreams become our life.
