Floating towards the cosmic essence | |
On which your sanity keeps leaning | |
Every single nerve manifests it's presence | |
And still you're asleep and dreaming | |
Even the sixth sense is now awake | |
An entire existence is at stake | |
The palpable tension makes your blood overflow | |
A new seed is planted and ready to grow | |
Visual rays like razorsharp laserbeams cutting through the cold obscurity | |
Aural perception of the slightest movement in this all-enveloping universal void |