Conflict
The shadow of a new device
Obsessing the unreal
So bleak
Affected by persistence
I don’t even realize
Unfurling fragments of conception
Until the edge of time
Tired of undergoing this constant tyranny
Like I was far away from me
A burning principle, ineluctable
And a fatal caress
I pledge to myself to make a stand against the dictate
Of an old flowing, flowing, flowing law
A desperate dive in the meanders of the insight
A frozen dream not to strive in vain
Influence has been converted
Continuity is mutating
Annihilation of an ancient creed
Has just begun
The fall of divine
An archaic state of mind
We are witnessing the obliteration
Of a primeval faith
