Protect them from what I know.
In the line of the horizon, insanity blooms.
I fear the day it ignites and no longer is contained.
Forced beyond reaction point.
Create an implosion ripping through the atom’s atoms.
Stories Of A Dream I Once Had
Protect them from what I know.
In the line of the horizon, insanity blooms.
I fear the day it ignites and no longer is contained.
Forced beyond reaction point.
Create an implosion ripping through the atom’s atoms.
