|Sacred melodic masterpieces lie dormant, purified by renewed train of thought.
Times wished to be yours when awaken from your perfect dream.
Extracting, overwhelming sequence of order.
Overlapping deja vu and constant reoccurrences.
Being in this place relieves your tranquility.
Releasing all your body's internal exasperations.
Continuing its forceful domination upon your beat down soul.
Your motives unto yourself, you forgot to plant the seed.