Omen falling down,
Struggles to fight the nausea that lingers on.
Look what I have found,
All the reasons to the oblivion.
Evil grand scheme,
Bigger plot made out of smaller dreams.
who will be redeemed?
I don’t recall
if I was ever here at all
Look up to the night
Filled with stars exploding on and on.
We’re stuck in the bardo
My head is rushing wildly on and on.
Evil grand scheme,
Bigger plot made out of smaller dreams.
who will be redeemed?
I don’t recall
if I was ever here at all
So go about your day,
You’re perfect enough to choose to be anything,
While everything decays.
They get fucked up and see what
Tomorrow brings