Pitched World Collapse

Seeking the fortune looking for
That perfect womb all these colors
Shapes might be nothing but reflections
Fragments meant to blind the beauty meant to seek
Never meant to find
Please stay a while longer

Lighting candles for the wicked
A billion shallow flames velvet lips
Of fire caressing our tunnels and dimensions
Riding through the underworld
Organic cage
Defect match
Pitched world collapse

Violate the existence of your past
I long to be a dream away
Driven to the end of insanity's bliss
Face your fear