Calling out - the spirit, Fracturing - the bone... Split the two - in second, Right in front the whole! Grasping the infinite, Nursing all abound. Fell what's like, then kill it - Walking through the mourn. Crawl upon what's empty - Trying to explain, That there's nothing there, That we're all insane. Touch the thoughts of many - Like any every's one. For it's river - let it... In the moment of your soul. Sit, upon a mountain, Let, the ashes rest. Calm, the wind - to silence. Standing, three days - straight!