[00:02.17]Enchanted by the singsong of the primigenial vibration
[00:13.11]On a spiral staircase
[00:19.13]Arcane dusty
[00:23.25]My shadow falls, ascending
[00:27.09]Pale oozing wax, onto marble
[00:30.75]And dyed of dark in my hands.
[00:35.20]... Strengthens the dances of it
[00:53.11]And I look at the crest repeating itself in the transcendental helicoids.
[00:58.06]A weeping spiced by mirror fragments
[01:29.60]Dense on the steps
[01:37.75]Flows down
[01:42.09]Like a velvet it whispers, to the wounded soul
[01:50.49]Denied is the unknown.
[02:01.82]Who's tearing these tears?
[02:11.44]Tears...
[02:13.96]Tears...
[02:42.77]... Tear, wax and "ruby"
[02:47.77]Fluid that flows, in the stony snail.
[03:00.44]Regresses the mind on every track
[03:08.85]For any whisper, a tawny drop...
[03:16.98]Soft responds
[03:21.21]And finally, solidifies.
[03:27.59]Be a crystal sanctuary.
[03:31.15]My bells, liquefied laments, still immanence:
[03:31.79]In transcendency,
[03:59.41]The tolls of an ancient litany.