Waiting for someone to cleave me from the herd
Wasting this time I've received
With all the absurd modern concerns

Pushing my hands through the ceiling
Lit all vaults on fire
Stranded in exile, believing
Past, future, all narratives fall

Modern
Static
Constant
Lash
Logos
Moving
Scripted
Mass
Modern
Static
Constant
Lash
Logos
Moving
Scripted
Mass