Premiss to Reality

[00:37.08] Naught Ere the beginning of times
[00:41.79] Blindfolded by icy breaths on oneiric spaces
[00:47.65] Like shadows we experienced to create
[00:51.24] Choking on stardust - to be born or to be
[00:55.74] Lifeless matter stood away from time
[00:59.84] Roots thrust deep into the aerial grounds
[01:04.44] As macrocosm of an infinitesimal supernova
[01:08.98] We're elements of gravity on a fractal universe
[01:20.74] Abyss' eyes upon a moonlight-born meniscus
[01:29.61] Simultaneously inside and outside we lived
[01:36.97] Linked in anonymity - bottomless and topless
[01:46.02] Flowers of chaos in a contingent enlightenment
[02:02.42] Reality laid still, a fear to be drawn
[02:07.84] On the immaculate canvas of genesis
[02:12.16] As furrows aflame in the wake of the temporal wheel
[02:15.97] Fractal elements we used to creep under the weight of gravity
[02:21.29] Longing for the threnody of celestial choirs
[02:25.68] In a verticality momentum we rise to gaze upon...
[02:29.32] In a mist layer shrouded world we dream like puny ghosts
[02:36.02] Anthropomorphic - we established a sense of gravity
[02:40.98] Time as an artifact of the curved line of matter
[02:52.68] A before and an after whereby life shall be our archetype
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