Dear Siren, dive deep down into my abysmal veins, 

touch my deepest desires that nothing in this world can satisfy.





Deeper and deeper questions, 

not-yet-transmuted Truth



Fragment after fragment, re-discover yourself 

under the symbol of the Eternal Return.



Fallen Angel, 

Infinity-obsessed wings



The more you approach your Alchemical core,  

the more Infinity becomes your bloodstream.



In between the falling wings, 

abysmal address



The essence of Infinity is to be continuous 

through re-emergence.



Not-yet-perceived new concepts,

not-yet-visible exhibition



Infinity has an ever-expanding meaning. 

Soul is measured by depth.



Alchemical eyes, 

forbidden blossom



Yet, it seems that humans create most profoundly 

in search of their Paradise but not while being in Paradise.



Self-contradicting direction, 

not-yet-understood destination



Without desire, 

the universe does not blossom.



Hypnotic fragments of existence, 

re-perfected concepts of Paradise