Evanescent figures walk by my side as i silently cross the borders of night their voices gently push me through a solid prism of noise I hear them calling my name. Take me with you take me through you on a journey over this absolute black The ghosts of psychic collapse walked by my side as i vanished through the borders of night Where an image of purity and domination painted the sky of pale dead colors and swept away the perfume of that fucking absolute black.
