“Breaking the surface of dreams”
Category: photographs lost behind locker room doors
“A blackboard behind dreams”
“conquering every dream under escaping collapse”
trapped beyond recognized collapsing rain
the stillness of encryption written in lost magazines
damaged colors in the rain scream from the illuminated screens in your eyes
saving souls with medicated half-lives against written frequencies
withstand the silence when people fall through processed skies
the turmoil burning through your face breaks a million faults of image
a charade of instinct breaking aging keys to heaven
whispers burning against amplified skin
a sense of distracted damage on the streets of ultraviolet streets without a collapsed mirror reflection
break through unheard risks of observed protested manipulations
kneeling against saving angels falling from broken photographs
conversations controlled by television screens
withdrawing from a trauma digging under chloroformed visions captured by a telescopic hue
a lost impact behind the aged paradise
windows that control the future of mankind
cars falling from tomorrow to withstand your beauty
unlocking possibilities without a hue we can understand
a gift they clench from the sky to keep away strangers from the future
to crash a discipled ghost lost in their minds
angels unheard under a hidden eye they watch from stormy eloquences
stumbling colors that find their way across lakes written behind comprehension
reflections unstable to detailed paintings in your eyes… can’t catch the spinning mirrors of time
cathedral walls design a future burning from a lost liberty
voices that crack against controlled relapses aging escape
destroying futility with thoughts from recreated skies
victims conquer amnesty written against absolved paper shaded through value without definition
comprehending times of instability conquering every dream come true
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
photographs lost behind locker room doors
pages turn but they won’t listen
try to grasp control but I am falling
retreat into this world
where lies don’t stick to the wall
tune the radios where dreams can’t be discerned
into the depths fighting in the distance
analyze memories under broken microscopes
grasp the lenses past hidden instinct
weigh madness on uneven scales
half a reaction
half a burning dream
photographs lost behind locker room doors
if we find the key to stop it all
if we rinse away our tears
chain myself up inside this room
eyes that watch, but never speak
colors half mended, half inspected
the words lost inside your head
a secret code repeating through the halls
Shattered Mind 