Metamorphosis III : Our Ever Present Psychedelic Future

all your Ancestors Have Understood and Stand Calmly Awaiting

Leaving Sounds Desperate

All Moments Transcend

My Death Mirrored Artificially (Blue Pill)

Done My Time

My Everything Seems Clear and Love Is Never Ending

IT-290

Probably Something I Loved Or Created in Nature

Javelins in Midair Seem Only Natural

Lost Self Discovery

My Death Mirrored Artificially (Red Pill)

Your Amber Glow Emerges