"(Spes suddenly is back in her room, if it was all just a dream
Yet she still feels the spheres inside. )"
"Was this a dream?
I'm back in my room,
In the grey reality."
"I walked through the frame
And I still feel the spheres
In my heart."
"Can I ever return to this dream?
Must I waste away in grief?
Can I pray to my brain for salvation,
To hide inside fantasy?
Insanity — veil me the truth of live."
"You must build me humanity!
Let me be free in the art!
I will sink in its fur,
Or burn in the cold."
"Regarding this manifestation,
Corpus of my ideas —
A godly creation -
Let me melt into you!"
"It burns our souls!
We starve, the essence of life fades away!
It rips all minds from our efficient bodies,
But the object won't follow us into our graves."
"I'll walk through the frame!
The shiver piles up
So dark in my back."
"There is no one to break my will,
When it swarms from my heart."
"I'll fight you with the free play of art!"
"I will grow and vanish from truth
To unfold beyond the veil!"
"I'll fight you with the free play of art!"
