The Contortionist
Language II: Conspire
We are primordial sound
Outward and in, omnidirectional
We are existence
Salvage the mother sun
Destroy the rest
Bring knowledge back to light
Of this in-sentimental [?conspiracy?]
Now rise
Balance seeks its place
Moving backwards towards the centre sun
Rooted in intuition
We are the language
Sink in the ebb and flow
Ebb and flow, sink in
From Letras Mania