Murmurs, failures
Murmurs, failures

White wall fissure separates
The conscious mind as light abates
An ecstasy bright burst swallows the surroundings
An amber mote in the black vault

"Death is to lose the earth you know
For greater knowing, for greater knowing
To lose the life you have, for greater life
To leave the friends you loved, for greater loving
To find a land more kind than home
To find a land more large than Earth"
I wake from this fever
All is false
All is false