Black Prism Paroles

Mutant consistence
My shadow is no more
Tied to dimensions
I don't belong to
My center is now a black prism
Reflecting nothing but
Pale
Blue
Floating cemetery flames

Look through me as I dissolve
Try to catch a glimpse or something
And give it back
Feed the circle

There's an old root
I spotted
Big hole like that cancerous lung
I'll hide in there I think
Playing as the mist My heart as an old burl
Let's get a fire on
At least
Smoke I inhale
Smoke I may become
I'm neither here or there
Neither here or there

Solitude is what I keep being called to stand for
A ghost trail
I keep find directions for
Keep walking one way
Keep leaving no trace
Keep being blind
Keep looking up to the sky.