Prisoners of War
Along time ago was this stone circle built
The reason behind it remains a mystery
Why was it built at end of all paths?
On a tiny glade where no one could find
I wondered what was the purpose of this strange cult
To quench the thirst of my curiosity I decided to step in
The very moment I put my feet inside
I lost my consciousness, my sense of reality
It was another world I ended up in
Somewhere far from ours
I flew through a tunnel where voices
Were calling my name enchantingly
Flashes of nightmareous visions
A man of god would say I was i
The reason behind it remains a mystery
Why was it built at end of all paths?
On a tiny glade where no one could find
I wondered what was the purpose of this strange cult
To quench the thirst of my curiosity I decided to step in
The very moment I put my feet inside
I lost my consciousness, my sense of reality
It was another world I ended up in
Somewhere far from ours
I flew through a tunnel where voices
Were calling my name enchantingly
Flashes of nightmareous visions
A man of god would say I was i
Invisible People
It's a fine line with drops on either side/instant reactions : being undecided
/would lose a balance unrecognised/don't leave me alone! don't rouch me!/could
just as love those he despised/or vice-versa - a social supply/of any extreme
you could need to arrive/of points unchartred part through fear/part through
reliance on getting this near/having regular good times usually late/passing
through the uncertain state/through the flinch reactive zone/where no-one
stands completly alone/where togetherness tenses/just like talking over fences
/ignoring the barrier but keeping it there/in case the candle starts to flare/
too brightly for the eye to see/so much at once - okay hold it there