Disembowelment - Cerulean Transcience Of All My Imagined Shores lyrics

All is calm, all is quiescent - the colour magenta, the Afternoon breeze finds its way into my soul, as I sit there and enhance The tranquility, the Solace of the sensory magic Irreplaceable nirvana, my body feels the effect of blood-letting, the Winds brought in from The south coast replace such Drainful inhabitance, my eyelids voluntarily close as the blue horizon Line takes shape Stretching out far beyond the Sun, the sound of hte blue, an eternity of complete aquiescence, I Cannot move, nor do I Need to, for it is enough to lie On the cliff and become entrapped in a world of escapism and peace Cerulean transcience of All my imagined shores A bird of the ocean perches before me and lets out a shriek which Transcends me back, back To where I write, and the Calm breeze continues to enter my perhipheral