evanescent figures walk by my side
as i silently cross the borders of night
their voices gently push me through a solid prism of noise
i hear them calling my name.
take me with you
take me through you
on a journey over this absolute black
the ghosts of psychic collapse
walked by my side
as i vanished through the borders of night
where an image of purity and domination
painted the sky of pale dead colors
and swept away the perfume
of that f*cking absolute black.