Jester's Funeral City Of Glass
A city built of glass. Lost in this transparent maze
reflections taunting me with a stranger?s face. Remember
who I am. Clothed myself in hollow names. A non-identity
swimming in neon seas.
Like a vapour trail, insubstantial. Like a vapour trail I
will fade away.
City of Glass, mirroring me. City of Glass, refracted
dream.
Reference points erased. Cathartic anonymity. When every
step's retraced patterns will emerge. Disappearances
sliding down the surfaces. This world is a design I will
redefine.
I'm vanishing, escaping the locked room. Emancipate!
Incarnating, language becoming flesh. Regenerate!
City of Glass, mirroring me, but I don't know the person
(that) I'm forced to see. City of Glass, refracted dream.
A translucent image without a scheme. City of glass,
devoid of form. I'm a ghost in a shadow, tattered and
torn. City of glass, shedding this skin. Constructing a
nowhere, a nowhere within.
