Mind. Of destructive taste. I chose. To stroll amongst the waste. That was your heart. Lost in the dark. Call off the chase. . Walls of thought. Strong and high.
You were the ground beneath my feet. Stretching as far as I could see. But then you were called to sail. And I felt all hope fail. . The tide is turning and I'm left yearning.
Caine. Caine. . What was your name? Damn glad to meet ya. Never been to your place, but I know it. Twitching embrace, show me the spider. Try to disappear, back crack in the sofa.