gentle storm / thundering silence
inferior force / uncontrolled calm
vital unlike / logic/chaos/logic


the tone of which his birth ascend
the beat that of a heart descend

repeating in the infinite
an insight made it clear
order stormed the surface

where chaos set norm
had there always been balance?
...surely not

therein lies the beauty

it was solid

yet everchanging
it was different
yet the same

so I starve myself for energy

the song around his soul will bend

the notes that in this hole will melt
crawl out of science
a dreamland if you dear

disorder clawed the boundaries

we're ordered to stand clear

was it always different
...never the same?
therein lies the beauty


as there were no witnesses
there was nothing to be told

as nothing could be grasped
the story could unfold
superimposed on the elemtens of anger

/ fear / anxiety / hate / despair / remorse

so break from all that fear hold fast

exposed now turn to all you lack
let echoes be the answers
return from all the screams

wordless now the last attack
so silent it hurts to listen
was it always solid

...to never change?
therein lies the beauty