Fluctuations of consciousness (2009)
"Addicted"
Can we heal this, it’s our torment
Can we take it, the glory?
Spreading for us this torrent
Wiping off all sense
A lot of closed things, flushing with breathe
Heart will blow another day, just stay away.
We’ll figure the time, overwhelming with crime
Still It’s fine, just break the line.
Grace is our face, covered by dread
Frustrated to get another one dream
Rules… we haven’t the rules to get this shiny beam
Grace is our face, incrementing
Showing the offence to us, still have no worry to trust
Breaking the edge we consume somebody’s fears resume.