7. Gog

Take it under

As we look the other way

Rushing through reflections

On the way we are

 

No sights no hearing anymore

We crave and cherish the flow

The spirit fades the creature crawls

We are weak

 

The pacing of the innocent is angering the flow

A few steps behind the fall

As it drains the life force, as it grows,

The creature rises

 

Take it under

As we look the other way

Rushing through reflections

On the way we are

 

Break the slumber

And no game is left to play

No time for reactions

No words left to pray

 

No sights no hearing anymore

We crave and cherish the flow

The spirit fades the creature crawls

We are helpless