You unsettled me.
Neither here. nor there.
My instincts return
Just suppression of evidence,
anxiety,
no call nor ear
for slithering words
without permission for esteem.
Forget my flinty heart!..
the tender and still unformed one.
To understand that anything left - remaining silhouettes.
Heaps of temptation. More repressions.
Everything had to fit the frame of perfection.
I took the wrong gateway beyond reality.
The Impact of opening the fallacious doors leads to a missing perception.
Just a formless confusion
which collapses in finding the only direction.
This circumstance describes the hole
which bears no privilege
to be even under surfaces.
How is it achievable to put the blame on the flag
That grows out of the own yield slum.
- The unformed mass is pressed into debt -
But it was even unborn when this transgression was imposed.
So disruptively.
.
I need you to need me.
credits
from A Wake For Those Asleep,
released February 7, 2022
Lyrics by Elly Preussner
Music by Rasmus Korn and Mental Disease