Testo di To Decant Souls

landing… on a spheric line they dare to drive breathing… a scarry sign of sodium lies slyness… a primal moral conflict form sadness… a linked device reacts red sand cloaked over the clouds time's forest infinite place slyness… in a plasma sphere you are sadness… in a liquid form we die trapped into a shapeless cup a dense cluster of souls mineral skies beyond shiny haze synthetized to decant souls awakening the perfect symbion makes mortal frequencies navigates through the waves a new essence rules