Katharsis

Fallen into unpredictable sphere
A desert of emptiness widens in my head
Between these spaces of no return
At a place you can͛t describe
Where all these things pretend to be - And all I
have sound clean and free There is something in the dark
That makes me feel related to the things I
can͛t destroy Inside this captivating darkness
You hear the voice you can't face
Where all these dreams supposed to be
In the moment you can't focus
And all that have seemed dark and cold – There is nothing at all that
makes me feel rejected - To the things I
didn't create With blinding eyes above suspicion
The taste of dark is in my voice
Face the fact of life - Face the fact of dark
With blinding eyes above ourselves
The voice you can͛t face will take your last breath