I\'m colorless to white.
Walking down the avenue in the crisp cold and...

Cosmic chambers of glacier patterns.
The facts of life intercepts the spectrum of...

We calculate the risk and stop.
You go forward...

An compound mixture, reds, blues, blacks
and even whites, that lie in a past city, dead...

Solid, hardened stone. I feel alive,
yet caught inside. Scars of angels...

So black,
like the heart...

The philosophy of me, wake up!
What will they think...

In the deepest underground I feel no fear.
Nothing can make my body shake...