Revel in excess, fundament of creation
With broader strokes I convey my insight
Enchanted by landscape and light
Richly draped in yellow, ultramarine, and mauve
We make our choices from different perspectives
The guidance we seek is the heart of it all
Chase away my doubts, doused in mournful light
I will sacrifice every fibre of my sanity
Apprehend this thought, salvage what i wrought
I will end this war facing what becomes my destiny
A patchwork of fields and avenues
Flattened and lacking perspective
Clamoring through despair and hallucination
Inhibiting my work
Excelling in intensity of colour
The (oops, her må det lages noe, umulig å høre hva som er på demoen!)
We make our choices from different perspectives
The guidance we seek is the heart of it all
Chase away my doubts, doused in mournful light
I will sacrifice every fibre of my sanity
Apprehend this thought, salvage what i wrought
I will end this war facing what becomes my destiny
