Calm, Precious, Mad

Still proceeding cycle we dwell:-At the stage of declineGrim, erotic, thespian, faintSomnifacient reflections of lifeNocturnal paths of flesh and blood...Asleep, drifting through depthsOf derangement restrainedVital catharsis, writhing collapseDeliquesced human sense...A days as calm as dream are mad...[Solo: Herman][Solo: Sergey]