Into My Hypercube

Voivod

In my backyard

Sounds turn around

Down fall apart

In my playground

In my dome on my own

A locked throught in a closet

Splinter moves, cracking moans

Dank angles in the attic

Sixth sense stockpiled

In the cellar

And the ladder is broken



Memories sleep in dust

This shelter is doubtful

Blind windows, flat eyes

Stitched tight into time

Til I rise unbound

Transient illusion

Clairvoyant suspension

Translucid condition

Principal connection



Rise high, rise higher

Shing shallow spirit shadows

Tumult in the dark

Telestrobic heart

Murmur of the muse

Whispering amused

Fulfilling this square

Circled in my lair

Am I not awake

This ever forever



Perhaps faulty premonition

Perhaps this doesn't change anything

But for certain

I will be hanging around

Nether falling

Wisdom's dipping

Spiral stairway

Logic's dripping

Silent squeeze, shrinking scene

This remains my domain

Grave intrigue, I'm relieved

All these stains left unnamed

Grinches snicker, sneer at he

Like grinning Cheshire cats

Running amuck, mad, crazy

This cuboid upside down cell