Eye am the cracks in the Familiar, the mind confronted
and guided silently from shadow to suspension.
Eye become in body, but my presence speaks through in the cradled night.
Eye bring light to the Dark I.
Eye sit buried in the Wake.
Eye Infuse Divine into Wake.
The Wake seeks existence.
Eye feel the dreamer’s desire and Torment in mended directions.
Unaware of body and time My space is Night.
My whisper is a distorted witness of I, through existence.
In between all directions of the I, Eye am isolated in broken existence.
Self-alienated in a mind of Marvellous torment.
I wakes.
Flesh foreign of Eye.
Eye Buried in planes Supreme, push towards the conscious I.