1. PROVING OF INNOCENCE

Shreds of my past selves
Cover my lean body breezily
Do we ever hold our life in our own hands?

Swarms of illusions are all over
A token from extinct stars
Butterfly lived brave hope crowds

Gods never seen
At this point of space and time
Paradoxical phantoms spew out the questions "Why?"

Ever new corners are bent of infinite circles
To avoid claustrophobic shocks
Just like using pseudo keys on nonexistent locks

Hearts, that have grown cold
Bleak scenes painted white
Soil scented sream roars from a buried child


2. THE FRACTAL FIELDS

Show me the fractal fields
Where endless roads
Run to eternity
Show me the fractal fields
Where self similar places determine the whole
Another day means another cycle
It's easy to be lost in details
Rainbow like colors immuring
Playing a simphony of innocence
Ensured sigth
Of the real world
Show me the fractal fields
Where there are no emotions
Show me the fractal fields
Where there is nothing but indifference
I Feel something like empathy,
To live in and live out this anguish
Biotechnological assistance to dehumanization
People grow up without a nursing breast
Decapitation
Of Biomass


3. RECREATE THE EXISTENCE

I feel like I am my own alterego
My past is being greets me back from the yesterdays
Loser impression dominance
Drifting away from me step by step further

Somebody else lives inside me
And the door was opened for grey shaped ages
Prepared answers
Cultivate the relationships of mine

My bias against me is suffocating
Do I try to escape from something invisible?
More questions are born
The search of the way out is drowing into desperation

I used to be myself
But I know i am someone else
Conclusion of my failures

My character is trapped
In a giant tombstone tower
So I recreate my existence

Recreate the existence
Recreate it myself
Recreate the existence
Recreate for myself