Landing... on a spheric line they dare to drive Breathing... a scarry sign of sodium lies Slyness... a primal moral conflict form Sadness... a linked device reacts Red sand cloaked over the clouds Time's forest infinite place Slyness... in a plasma sphere you are Sadness... in a liquid form we die Trapped into A shapeless cup A dense cluster of souls Mineral skies Beyond shiny haze Synthetized to decant souls Awakening The perfect symbion makes Mortal frequencies Navigates through the waves A new essence rules