Synthinity

Thoughts of response, theological kind...Chasing the demon whose name is ignorance,Pass through the descriptions of mentalPlanes: forms, words - in instant youWill fall...Sense is the blink, the empiric extract -To realize and feelThere is a fracture in walls abstract -Consciously builtGrotesquely marrow is perplexedInnumerable birthsInto a concept of worldWhich is just a synth ofFalse ideas, faults. SynthinityConceals....A symptoms of corrosion and decay inEvery step. I suppose the truth in rumoursTold light comes from the Orient...[Solo: Sergey]Breath of sudden releif, inadvertent, entireFalling like blink you're inSo the harmony rises insideAnd reigns supreme...