“skin shedding newspaper print”

Colors masquerade to pivot the clocks

Statues drop through an epidemic

Well aware of the fault burning through the sun

Visions on their minds

Step across madness like discarded emotion

Skin shedding newspaper print like future traces

Shift and collapse to witness imagination

painted across windshields crushed  with desire

Like a book pressing on your imagination

Writing against a hope fascinating a million crowds

break my back to kickstart emotions fueling this crowd

Secrets belong across a billion billboards across the sky

Shaking words in your eyes to dissolve every ounce of doubt half-traced from the timeline

“Without Fault”

Tricked by bad memories crashing through the ice of chosen directions

Running towards the sky like ashes falling from a mirrored escape

Preservation catching up like scandalous enchantment

Neon blue dust in your direction

Running to find the world not abused by secrecy

Every aspiration driven through persistent memory

Gripping the ice until it cracks from the turmoil inside a faulty memory

I felt alive bursting in the sun through past sequences of obscurity

Staying too long inside an intricate diaphoresis of hope

shaking the mirror of your escape in paralytic voices

Withstand an uphill turmoil written in cathedral marches

A covenant never felt more alive than in picturesque 

Staying past an eternal imagination burnt by unknown frequencies without fault

the chemical compass of your heart

The world painted in blue and green

Faces disappear from the trickery running behind your eyes

Watching the marks of skipping stones

I felt a difference across the wires of your escape

Bringing out every ounce of purity

When we start to believe in our senses

Drop all the pain of constriction

A battle of our senses

Pushing every trace across the water

When the ships burn the night into something beautiful

A compass to your heart exploding through the wires

Like a fisherman 

Like a lifeguard

Like an act of faith

Watching the water for miles and miles

Marching like the sun in a far escape

Like a fisherman

Like a lifeguard

Like an act of faith

When we sail to burn the stars past the chemical compass of your heart

“Amplified Secrets”

Drowning in the blind seas

Boats cross a vacant memory tumbling like pinwheels

Stars like surprise to count the distance

Wipe the glass illusion

(From withstanding beauty)

Faces like chemicals burning to dust

Colors shake the lost patterns of redefined creation

Dismiss a vacant voice haunting the tempest

Climbing bridges under needles in your parade

Blueprints capturing imagination marching for freedom of consciousness

At last when we break the bells too divine to wake the dead

Confusion of relapse

Passing down a purity locked with questions

Visions left unheard

To face the silence of constriction

Burning light through day

To transcribe hues of understanding

When faith dances around a sentence reflecting colors lost with amplified secrets marching the silent outbreak within damaged light

Running through ageless snow-filled skies

Destabilize a freezing control of returning implication

A permanent reiteration calculating the divisional value from shadows resolved in the night’s emotional ring of amplified secret illusional control

“a blinding light across the waters to bring us together”

lost in the damaged emotions charged against the wires in your mind

stand still across the skies in preservation

try to control my emotions while the world falls against the shores inside your voice

I gave you all my dreams to perspire without a trace

left in the blinding lights on this bridges watching the ground shake with sound

colors beating faster through the streets to trace the ghosts in my vision

you are all that is left on my mind

to write a million letters waiting for tomorrow

all the memories we had walking by like impacted monuments

breaking the footsteps in my mind to watch for the numbing of the needle

when the streets bleed for crime all I have is your voice in my mind

to shatter the glass with eloquence

visions so severe they draw me closer to a time when we can be together

the clicking of the clock across the only sky we had

walking away from everything that mattering hoping to find you

preserved by the only time we had

close our eyes and watch the blinding colors sheltering the voices we have left

we can’t control our emotions or conceal the only dreams we have

driving against the heartbeat of tomorrow across this bridge of time

skies echo like heaven you are my only light I can hold in my heart

the only hope in my heart holding me together through time

to break the needles through futility tearing a heaven so blinding

ingest our youth and pray for tomorrow

my only light carrying me up the hills in the sky

marching across secrecy the footsteps break apart like balloons

struggle for existence but you build me stronger

even emotion like quicksand sinking all the pain away

don’t control the pain because you are all I have left to carry me across the ocean

ships that sail the waves of hope  cast the sail towards the sky

march for what matters

march for what matters


a blinding light across the waters to bring us together

I have found a dream in your secrecy

to take your voice numbing my skin

preserving the final ghost to taste my youth

I can’t replace you

I can’t replace you

you are everything that matters

breaking the needle against the mirror finding my tomorrow

march for what matters don’t let them push you away

break the glass against motorcade

lights that burn with futility

sleeping on top of the sky watching the stars building us stronger

break the needles against the mirrors of time

“pulling us through eternity”

breaking the wing apart through violet walls, driven past devastation

shattering the glass sky between stars burning in your mind 

don’t withhold your heart when they break you to the ground

watching the sunset behind accomplishments written in the haunting waves

headlights flash through discarded breath between windows lost behind wheels that shine in your forecast

the time it takes to run towards the shore and ingest the last memories of summer

coming against the needle breaking apart against a fallen passenger

can’t stop the damaged days until we hear the storms in the lighthouse

can’t stop the damaged days until we find the walls pushing us past limits in the horizon

walking across green oceans to trespass without illusions

fueling up before another crash pulling us together like ropes in binding dreams

chemical control rooms gone astray like the reception in hospital wards

chemical control rooms bleeding apart like crystalized perception casting the hue building across city lights

when we broke futility across the collapsed bridges running from the car crash into your arms

when they saw the flames burning in your eyes half disrespected

bending the note against a time everlasting between the intersections of hallways secluded before perspiration

falling through the ocean skies breaking glass against your heart pulling us through eternity

Closing Cell “Black Glass”

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encrypted memories

faceless against the illuminated ocean mirrors

footprints burn away damaged voices lost behind broken bridges of our past like inscriptions witnessed under motorcade beyond cathedral skies

finding aging film lost behind secured rooms decoded like time-lapsed encrypted memories

every transparent wire bending by bursting matches striked by Parallax

prescriptions written by bursting wheels calculating divisional inspiration through unheard amplified lenses

jumping through trampolines generating blue and green visions forecasting a secret storm

emotions transpired through the rising tides like fingerprinted distances blinding my tomorrow

08/08/2020

“red balloons fall from their hands”

turning on the inside to fall against all pieces broken in the sky

kites withstand the black glass shining through your heart

your beauty written across every page

turmoil in their silence, blinding the discarded ships falling the lost ocean

turn around to face the days rising on top of every collateral emotion

spinning with a deeper understanding of the hidden gesture drowning above the lakes

every picture on the wall, the still of your escape bleeding from every wall

withstand notes that decay like painted footprints across discolored sentiments

every inch of value rising from the glass ocean

inside you recreate pictures in amplified mirrored houses of figment

digging deeper for silver recognizing the survival- a horse’s instinct

crashing colors against black glass impacting surviving luminescence staining beneath your skin

dusting fingerprints impacted at the end of your mind

reveal the darker contrast of rising castles breaking sustainability

red balloons fall from their hands echoing past eternity

New Closing Cell Song: “Half – Blind (Running Through Aged Film) A Forgiven Ghost Mix”

“the threshold of detainment”

Breaking through the reflection rinsing from the blue oceans

When we look through their fault lines 

Blinding a reanimated illusion behind concrete eyes

Switch the sky between calculated risks

half amplified flags hidden through processed illusions 

Parallax division burning under the doors of creation

Withstanding double footprints running without reminisce 

freezing a lake of reflection saturated under secret light

distant written voices detain a million values climbing under the wheels of paradise

sparks spinning through circles at uneven risks

men with dangerous prescriptions hiding in telescopic skies

helicopters clean the sky of decayed memories

containing an alliance of cars trapped in silent view

deciphering conversations battling for existence

containing manipulation over analyzed wires without the threshold of detainment

shielding a supermarket from the plague of disguise transplanted off false memories

running through a decayed wave of damaged colors

On top of the sky burning through the perspiration of mankind

Running through aged film

ENTH by Crystal Castles

Edith Frances, Ethan Kath

ENTH 

Attempt to elude

Confer to evade 

Appearances maintained 

Uniform has frayed 

Exist to dissuade 

Withhold your extol 

Exist to dissuade 

Withhold your extol 

Form has frayed 

Form has frayed 

Form has frayed 

Has frayed 

Anesthetic evaporates 

Causes skin to dilate 

To dilate 

Attempt to elude 

Confer to evade 

Appearances maintained 

Uniform has frayed 

Exist to dissuade 

Withhold your extol 

Exist to dissuade 

Withhold your extol 

“run through the flames”

run through the flames

If I’m on my own this way

when all the photographs have burned without a trace

wash this dream with fluorescence

passing like another wave that pushes us before we turn

fishing in the bleeding light

mesmerized by the scars against the darkness

when tonight is all we have left

brushing the past away

when we stared at the sparks of roman candles never realizing

fishing to pay for the time

explosions shocking all our senses

when the fire burned all your dreams away

run through the flames

when confusion is our only hope

broken glass… all our memories gone

I see you against the light

everything that matters at once

“when we find each other in the light”

leave this world damaged like a pin prick

facing the wall of confusion

pretend it wasn’t everything that mattered

Now we’re broken in two at the edge of a photograph

peel away every part of confusion

stare into the blinding ocean

the needle damaged without introspection

scaling behind the walls

lost behind the edge of ability

burn up a million formulas in your head

if this bird flies a kite behind paradise

withstand the wind that lifts up the skin

haunted by a million colors in the dark

step through the cathedral walls

climb on top of every memory

every dream lost behind control

dig apart every voice left in the sky

when they read your mind behind comprehension

skin shedding all it’s pain away

when we find each other in the light

Cryptophasia is a phenomenon of a language developed by twins (identical or fraternal) that only the two children can understand. The word has its roots from the Greek crypto, meaning secret, and phasia, meaning speech.

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