Buried Dreams The Mind's Subconcious
Withuot a shape
What I yesterday knew is oblivious.
Reality the fantasy the truth a lie covered by thoughts betray what they see.
What was part of me that...has it changed?
Or do I perceive it diferent.
Ashes reign where the fire was ruins of the reminds.
Without ashes never a fire there was what burns is consumed in yesterdays mouth
Day after day, a new character after the same question.
The eternal quest:
Only one light...without its lost Shadow.
Day after day,
a new scene of hate a dream or nightmare without a sense forever onwards
to the unreasonable universe!!!
Time
Time passes by on the trail of maya
Diferent becomes what does not change
Without reminds everything is new
The eyes without a past
Time passes by on the trail of maya
In our subconcious....
Raped is the pure.
Uncertain our fate.
Painfull weakness.
that limits us of our power
The reason the hunter has hunted himself forever irony....
Utopia!
Without ashes never a fire there was
what burns is consumed in yesterdays mouth where it casts into oblivion.
Forever the same it will be never knowing
what the truth is if there shall exist one
that can make it through the time and stay forever in my mind!!!
Without a shape
What I yesterday knew is oblivious.
Reality the fantasy the truth a lie covered by thoughts betray what they see
Time
Time passes by on the trail of maya
Diferent becomes what does not change
Without reminds everything is new
The eyes without a past
Time passes by on the trail of maya
In our subconcious....
All you have seen, tasted and heard...
Or that you may listened or felt before.
All you seeked and found is now useless cause you'll never find the path to
The Mind's subconcious.
