Silent Planet :Signal:
The mirror unwinds: Twin archetypes collide
I am reborn, proliferated by a self-replicating passenger: Ghost
Dormant dimensions grafted to my senses
Infected with fractals, a spore in my skin;
A sequence of consciousness begging to begin again
I can finally see the duality of everything
A silent abyss implicit in reality
We're hanging by a thinning thread, waiting for the earth to turn
As my mind is shattering and the reasons to stay abandon me
I'll survive one death at a time
Thеre is nowhere lеft to fall
Broken visions of a future where we tear the curtain down
Flesh of a different dust, buried in the shell