Stolas Counterpoise
Worm-eaten, rotten tenements inordinately burned
Adjust the coordinates.
Return it to the Earth.
Leave!
Leave it in the urn.
Wait there for your turn.
Leave it in the urn.
Go on!
Scripts blend
What did they use to climb?
I'm slipping off the wall!
Go on!
The Eye is unblinking.
Open. Shut. Perfection.
I'm slipping off the wall!
Go on!
She falls, gripping on to anything...
It's thin...
I can breathe much lighter than before.
Air can stay trapped in graves.
The air, it moves through living beings.
Inhale clarity.
I need a breath sustained with ease
Exhale impurities.
I need a breath sustained with ease
fill my chest with oxygen
The air, it moves through living beings.
Inhale clarity.
I need a breath sustained with ease
fill my chest with consciousness.
Move around, aiming the weapon:
torment and anguish.
The angle, the turret hitting the targets
the man and his pulpit
Stay in the grave, locked in a coffin.
The angels would nail, yelling the loudest.
Under the crown
Barter, you maggot!
Everything evil alone
You wanted it dark?
Hear the break in the bone.
Go on!
Scripts blend
What did they use to climb?
I'm slipping off the wall!
Go on!
