Mysterium

Our mind is so complex.
Ingenious machine.
A traveler between
the waking state and dream.
That's contradictory.
The signs are not the same.
In case of danger, we run and escape the dream.
Moving out of space and time, where
physical laws don't apply.
Our subconscious is the commander,
the leader, the pilot, the eye.
Hundred moments, thousand pictures.
There's fear and loathing ruling, controlling.
Fallen out of time
Nothingness around
Mysterium, mysterium
Higher than the sky
Deeper than the ground
Mysterium, mysterium
Hallowed ground
The night is moving on.
We're entering the realm,
where death is all around,
but not the end of time.
We fall continuously
but never reach the floor.
This means the confidence is terrible.
Image - sequences are blazing fast and
accumulate over time.
We're breaking the chains of inadequacy, for
this is the essence, the line.
Water the tree of freedom and safety
with our blood to fulfill the healing.
Fallen out of time
Nothingness around
Mysterium, mysterium
Higher than the sky
Deeper than the ground
Mysterium, mysterium
Hallowed ground
The brain is twisted, and warped and bent.
The logic has pissed off. The head lies like dead.
Image - sequences are blazing fast and
accumulate over time.
We're breaking the chains of inadequacy, for
this is the essence, the line.
Water the tree of freedom and safety
with our blood to fulfill the healing.
Fallen out of time
Nothingness around
Mysterium, mysterium
Higher than the sky
Deeper than the ground
Mysterium, mysterium
Fallen out of time
Nothingness around
Mysterium, mysterium
Higher than the sky
And deeper than the ground
Mysterium, mysterium
Hallowed ground