Sounds from the distant past, a ghost of my mind

Raging currents which I created in my head

Imprisoned me as I went too close

To its final aim - within this moment

In the gentle breeze I see it

Through boundless corners of the mind

On verity I ride

Until I reach the unattainable

Will I reach the unattainable

Anger of the imaginary gods

An enormous outburst is hidden

Inside me - there it is

Anger - I can see it

The world is a green flash - mixed with purple

Fading away, fading away

It appears again, it appears again