This Is (Not) Here
Hanging before a silhouette of
Your quiet road
Are you there
S.t.i.l.l ...
?
;
.
‘
Unless the hidden matrix of human factories
Explodes like a human bomb
The fight
Against artificiality
Makes no meaning
Noise
B\r/e\a/k\s
Silently
The rhythm
Id
Ego
And Superego
Forgot to return from brothel
Do you remember
We had dreamt of losing something
O friend
Before the journey began?
S.t.i.l.l...
This
Is
(Not)
Here
