Motion after motion, the gears of process slow

I’ve seen the actions of the past conflict with tension

In a weakened state, solitude is found

Abound are those lead blindly without resistance

Alone, in myself, I find solid ground

Deeper into the introvert psyche

Carried by my curiosity

I found a wonderment without a watcher awaiting for a worthwhile, ponder

I can interpret the faint details

That are not discolored within myself

This brute is untouchable to the chaos of the masses

Set apart in the void, rendered endless

Braced by sashes, sashes

Staring into the glass, a glare wears on the eyes

Seeing into my pane is an omen and a disguise

Broken by the repetition of the obsidian midnight rendition

If an optimistic glimpse showed through, I’d be more blind than the soul in you

Motion after motion, the gears of process slow

As I worsen and wither, this cavity grows

I can interpret the faint details

That are not discolored within myself

This brute is untouchable to the chaos of the masses

Set apart in the void, rendered endless (Rendered endless)

Set apart in the void, braced by sashes

Motion after motion, motion after motion

Render the void, oh

Broken by the repetition of the obsidian midnight rendition

If an optimistic glimpse showed through

I’d be more blind than the soul in you, in you

Set apart In the void, set apart In the void

Motion after motion, the gears of process slow

Set apart in the void