mescalito

[Fractual_]

packing my bags, getting out of this place
gonna take a trip far beyond this face
venture off, uncharted territory
so lost, throughout this story
do a little rewriting
it sounds so inviting
lost conception
altered perception
thrown out of the game
nothing is quite the same
connection, like a mirror
refelection, without fear
awoken, cannot be spoken
shattered, and dripping
battered, its ripping
one by one, you will peel
and destroy the veil
to the sweet sweet core
where illusion is no more
no place to hide
inside you will ride
washed away with the tide
underneath, to the other side
bathe, for the sacred cleansing