Dear Siren, how come my blood tastes like the blood
of my prey?
new concepts of your mirror
Fragment after fragment, travel the fragmented spiral of your life,
and keep discovering the same story in a different light.
not-yet-reached depth
To push the boundaries of your reality,
you have to push the boundaries of your mind.
forbidden directions
Sometimes only abstract art reflects untamed theories
that crave to run wild.
New inspiration,
Re-truth your blood,
re-paradigm your evolution.
Melting Philosopher's Stone,