Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Paradise Needs Hell

Solid fire
Pillars in I and you
Then the conclusion that permanence is an illusion
Just like solidity

And if it's false
Then He can touch
And He can heal
And we can fly and be moved

When you're walking on plains of existence
on Solid fire
and all above is liquid earth

Frightening isn't it?
To be a creator.
Every absent sound
You were dreaming up.

Every lacking detail, you held in your mind.
You made paradise to love me.
Paradise needs hell.

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