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Born 1010011010Within the Gaea, we rest in secrecy, tied as a spirit-based existenceWe are still waiting at the edge of misery, with tire some patience. Sleeping plasma tranquillises our deep-carved pain Monsters of wisdom slowly grow 'til our minds are drained In this gallery of paintings - only empty frames remain As a perception of non-existence In this dark virtual vault, we are fed with ultimate mental energies To revitalise our frozen minds - ghosts full of prophecies Birth of primeval elements, split calyx of extinction New source of life spreads above the dead-time junctions "Ambrosia feeds the brain! Silent echoes live in darkness Following days are the same. Dimmed lights, dark tyranny" When shell we recognize the glacial shards of our frozen pasts? For now we saunter vainly in the knowledgeless wasteland One cannot find the answers to questions unknown, undefined Almighty gods rejoin us: What had thou have made us for? |