Deafer

This is the object of conscience betraying the thought Soothe it with words meaning lies Everywhere around turns you blind Makes you fake Wasted in the desert of time Life was/is/shall be a miracle Logic drowned directions and consumed the in-between-early-and-late You are sand grain of time you stink like water You're wide as the atom You are nothing and pray to nothing The axis can not hear but I'm listening to you Gone pale forgotten Nullity obvious error I cannot hear but I listen to you nobody nonentity Useless void essence forced I cannot hear but I listen to you an echo for the deaf slow radiant Shock dull tired an echo for the deaf Betray the thought I cannot hear but I listen to you Forsake desert tell again against against I cannot hear but I listen to you