Strayed from the common I hereby declare my dissonance I opt for being bereft of reason One defined by the crystalline I defocalized, outnumbered Rushing out from every fracture Upon the dainty conjurer, I will unveil the ill-favored gaze. The turmoil shall be lightening. My ruin will be glowing. Sparks shall fashion a sky, A mark of your own torment. It is your sign, what I've become Go, spare yourself this sigh. Observe! Until you go insane. Taste the molten flesh and devour its bones. Gather all your sense and crush it to its bits. You're not behind the bars of your cage You're in front of it! Upon the dainty conjurer, I will unveil the ill-favored gaze. The turmoil shall be lightening. My ruin will be glowing. Sparks shall fashion a sky, A mark of your own torment. Raise your eyes up high, an icon gone. Through neglect, we falter. Thoughts falter. Minds wander.