Unmarked paths hidden by reality?
What lies beyond is shown before thee,?
Ghosts, monsters, or merely answers ?
Angels, Death, Turtles, Panthers .
Illusions of salvation,
reverses our eternal cremation,
Heart and mind is too heavy to travel this path,
only the soul may pass through and contradict our wrathe .
Unfamiliar faces made common,
What those who fear call an omen,
What is this place I stand upon,
A place where time stands still from dusk to dawn.
Could it be true that there is connection?
Is there a way we as asleep seek for intervention ?
Who are we .. What are we .. Halves .. Wholes ..
Broken burdens, yet we still fall through broken roles .
Mystery, and the liking,
all this confusion, and psyching,
eyes are shot by unknown,
tears down my eyes, and chills down my bone ..
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What do you think this song is about?

What do ''you'' see?

What does it remind you of?

What do you think about this soundscape?

What do you think my poem is about?

. Part 2 .

Voices are from Freesound.org