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On this parasophical journey My essence is spurning Thoughtscapes steeped in psychal distortions Memories brittle like porcelain Ailing from infections of sorrow Yesterday's mirth is the bale of tomorrow The urge to dissolve into the endless Withheld only by the pangs of repentance Have I ever been here, or was I never gone? What the strata displaced, the enigma beyond reveals Anemoia, forgone chases Ghosts of what could have become In endless time and boundless spaces A master stroke remains but one Scattered winds elicit ringing of a monody so fond Yet I can't prolong The evanescent face to which that trembling voice belonged And so I contort Pain unrelinquished becomes the eyewall of the storm Submitting to collapse and reform Letras de cancionesCast away these earthly poisons So that I may brave the void Brimful mind and gnawing conscience Withhold me no longer from where I once truly belonged On this paralogical journey I become vessel to the unworldly Limitations stemming from soma No longer vex nor do they obstruct me Now that the great eye has awakened Every path I've crossed and forsaken Dissipates toward a great vortex Where my own tethers splice with the gorging vermian of death Here in the ghylls churning with the mind's industries Gone is the rift between knowledge and what's fantasy Hitherward drew the steps of my final odyssey Intersecting the unknown Leftward mirrors evince my vice and lechery To the right leers the face I allowed the world to see Yet the schism resolves to coherency When condensed to monotone And thus, henceforth Opposites must come to an accord For once unformed Contradicting phases cancel out Outward and inward, my structures begin to yield Pith torn out from foreign flesh Thither a peregrine carved into living stone Stretched beyond which stands my lineage - to be devoured From Letras Mania