Down in the canyon.
Down with the light.
Down to see if this things cursed.
Down to complete the design.
Down with the harlot.
Down with the beasts.
Down to face the simulation,
and bring the word to its knees.
Down to see your face.
Down with all the smoke.
Down to evolve into something else.
somewhere down that hole.
You passed the test,but you don’t remember.Seasons changing,it’s always December.Clean the stitch,until you feel better.Go through the gate,until you you figure,what it’s all about. I wish
Are we waiting on you,or is it on me?This perfect piece of symmetry,is all I belong to believe And I don’t even know.And sometimes I don’t