Dear Siren, how come my blood tastes like the blood 

of my prey? 

Re-questioning creator

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-discovered concepts

not-yet-reached depth

To push the boundaries of your reality, 

you have to push the boundaries of your mind. 

Underground expedition

forbidden directions

Sometimes only abstract art reflects untamed theories  

that crave to run wild.

New inspiration, 

existential re-perfection

Re-truth your blood, 

re-paradigm your evolution.

Melting Philosopher's Stone, 

re-emerging Orphic Egg