serge

icarus is falling, a hundred miles a minute. the wheel has started stalling, go ahead and spin it. open up your mind. open up your eyes. always looking blind, looking toward the skys. silent screams and roaring whispers. thoughts unseen and burning blisters. ktulu is now rising, a hundred miles a minute. the waves will soon start parting from the ocean's limit. open up your mind and open up your eyes. always looking blind, looking toward the skys. silent control, a locked-up key. my very soul, is lost but free. lost... but free.