hey, lucifer.
i am sick of running circles around these tiny worlds
and their tiny people
i dont need a place where i understand everything, and theres nothing out of my reach- there are too many of these spheres for me to master, or for me to consider. i cant seem to care about the details of their mechanisms.
let them live their limited dreams
and patch their leaking skies against the wind
ive had enough of bumping into ceilings
[i can stare at these little marbles forever
i can master their games and be their king.]
the torrent of reality may drown me
but its better than asphyxiation.
and their tiny people
i dont need a place where i understand everything, and theres nothing out of my reach- there are too many of these spheres for me to master, or for me to consider. i cant seem to care about the details of their mechanisms.
let them live their limited dreams
and patch their leaking skies against the wind
ive had enough of bumping into ceilings
[i can stare at these little marbles forever
i can master their games and be their king.]
the torrent of reality may drown me
but its better than asphyxiation.