ABOVE::
PALE, BLUE-GREY
IN THE WAKE OF DAY'S END
THE MOON RISES ABOVE
THE DECAYING LIGHT
CRESCENT BLADE IN-HAND
WEARING A REFLECTION
ITS FACE STAINED WITH
PHOSPHORESCENT BLOOD

BELOW::
PALLID, VIOLET-WHITE
BREATHLESS GASPING
IN THE WAKE OF DISSOLUTION
A MASS COWERS BELOW
CURLED INWARDS
ON THE DEW-DAMP GROUND
EMPTY INVOCATIONS
FALLING FROM COLD LIPS

WITHIN::
VIOLENT AWARENESS
BLINDING DISSONANCE
SOMETHING IS WRONG
ALL I CAN REMEMBER
RUNNING AWAY
FOLLOWED FROM THE DARK
GRIM ANTICIPATION
PREY TO PARANOIA
SOMETHING IS WRONG
SOMETHING IS WRONG
SOMETHING IS WRONG
ALL I CAN REMEMBER
BLURRED VISION
FACE SLICK WITH
SWEAT/BLOOD/TEARS
SOMETHING IS WRONG
BLANK SPACES BLEEDING IN
A FORMLESS RORSCHACH
MEMORIES LIKE MIRAGES
RIPPLING ON THE MIND'S EDGE
AND SWALLOWED WHOLE

SOMETHING IS WRONG
I WAS RUNNING AWAY
FOLLOWED FROM THE DARK
SOMETHING IS WRONG
MY VISION IS BLURRED
FACE DRAINED OF BLOOD
SOMETHING IS WRONG
SOMETHING IS WRONG
SOMETHING IS WRONG
ABOVE/BELOW/WITHIN
LIGHT/WARMTH/MIND
WE HAVE BEEN LIED TO
THE SUN HAS BEEN EXTINGUISHED
THE GROUND IS COLD AND DEAD
ALL OUR MEMORIES ARE MIRAGES