Unflattering rain of steel, drilling holes so unfelt,
That need a new set of knives to make them deeper,
To drain them of the pain they have behind,
Inside, in their every brick.

Fellows, have mercy,
Stab the agonizing walls!

They are keeping you from endless stellar dances,
from free of charge, delivered from symbols,
yet so crystal-clear
Love.

Unravelled
Northern-like
Inside-out
Vortex,
Edited version.
Reloaded fraction after fraction,
Second after second, no
Exit.

Expansion-the most painful lie,
hiding the debris
after the stainglass massacre.
A knife as itself,
cutting loafs of sky
for the hungry.

Stab the walls!
Timeless chorus,
Revolving around a spiralized second,
Or call of duty.

For the sake of
Reasoning without
Electric chairs,
Electric harpsichords,
Doomed brittle glass,
Ode,
More to marvel