Omen falling down,

Struggles to fight the nausea that lingers on.

Look what I have found,

All the reasons to the oblivion.

Evil grand scheme,

Bigger plot made out of smaller dreams.

who will be redeemed?

I don’t recall

if I was ever here at all

Look up to the night

Filled with stars exploding on and on.

We’re stuck in the bardo

My head is rushing wildly on and on.

Evil grand scheme,

Bigger plot made out of smaller dreams.

who will be redeemed?

I don’t recall

if I was ever here at all

So go about your day,

You’re perfect enough to choose to be anything,

While everything decays.

They get fucked up and see what

Tomorrow brings