The Fall of the Vapor Mystic, Part II (Mask Reprise)

Sphere of

Passion play

Rest now in

Harmony atop

Pitch black:

Four sides,

One base,

Just as

Four eyes,

One face.

 

Hue lost?

No, found

Not within, but

Around…

 

Azure skies above

As

Azure seas below.

 

Calm surface all but

Kind;

Deceit,

As winds begin to blow,

As storms on horizon grow,

As tides ebb and flow.

 

Took form of

Friend (more) from

Me too

We two

Returned to

Fields with

All of you

Blurred, erased

No name, no face

Time, still

In pace,

Somewhere,

Only

Not in

This place.