0:00 Where..have you been, on ophanim deemed.. you're concept-stuck to their claim that nothing is real; "in.. hale-blame, un-ease.., yes please.. change me.., change all unseem"; reconnecting with the.. source; its.. lifeless, no face-no touch-without hearts, empty, as taught.. by the priest ran state.

00:30 Never.. had a ..chance to savour every space; nearer.. for a warm embrace, and when we go on our way.. day into night; longing, bending.

00:46 Where.. have I been in what this seems in surrogation; a stairway to relation missing most sports, an empty playground on rotating mounts.

00:57 Screenbound you'll pace, earplugged drum and bass, we'll pass.. unmet, under. spells pretending that.

1:07 Inside you're screaming clear and loud.. you'd rather never been placed here on earth to have preferred unseen without; reflections of the Sun re-bound over and over.

1:17 You-were-always-conditioned hegelian to villifying; natural life' physical being substituting..

1:27 Your rewards; virtually everything you can imagine yet .. not shared, not held, not felt, finding out that none partake, all your good intent.. forever uprooting into echoes.. of what flowers might be; imagined, illustrated, incubated... and you'd beg me for a single sound.. a sign of some life.. that would trade what I've found.. but you'd always squander it.

1:56 They told you to mistake it for a sign; into their matrix.. paradigm.. ..then you would still follow.. afraid into the land of make believe' and "free" yourself from all made to percieve your troubles oh such troubles (echo).

2:10 [CODA]

-Cal.