The Furious Madness
So I hear, the Labyrinth of Auximenes alludes you.
Where there are arch-ways of umbra for you to go through
and kaleidoscopic panoramas for only you to view,
but only so if you can know, to deem yourself one of thee few.
These shapes are torn of cobble-stones
in this place you like to call your home.
The only sounds you hear are groans
of your own quizzes, "Why am I alone?"
Where there are arch-ways of umbra for you to go through
and kaleidoscopic panoramas for only you to view,
but only so if you can know, to deem yourself one of thee few.
These shapes are torn of cobble-stones
in this place you like to call your home.
The only sounds you hear are groans
of your own quizzes, "Why am I alone?"