Testo Distortion Field

Staring through the door
Distorted panes
Hungry still for more
What hope remains?

Trigger sensor switch
On dormant veins
Beckoning, exhorting you: Pick up... pick up the reins!

But fear patrols each corner
Each unexpected turn
When rays shine out refracted
Turn in and softly burn

Caught in a piercing focus
Magnified by the glass
Spin in and out the spiral
Kaleidoscopic mask

Swimming for the shore
How near it seems
Waves are twisting now In fractured beams

Eyes on the far horizon
Along the mazy road
Calculate the angles
Measure the load

Bend the looking glass
Deflect the light
Pinch point to nothing
Shut out the night

How do we see?
What do we re-cog-nise?
Imagery
Selling us truth and lies

Where will we be
If we step through the blind
Territory
Is only a piece of mind
Only with peace of mind
Only a piece of mind
Only with peace of mind

False - gods - break - down
Shi - mmer - then - drown
Co - lour - and - sound
Bend - light - a - round

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