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Down I go, into the deep I fall
Lost in cold place yet so unknown

Still I feel the mysterious warmth around me
The friendly warmth that never met heat

And so I did proceed deeper into this matter
Into this darkness that illuminates through me

Communicates through thousand tongues
Which I cannot understand
But I'm not losing the meaning behind these words
I have heard since the dawn of time

So peaceful, but misfortunate
The lower I descend, the more pleasure I get
Slowly touching the bottom of this sea
Which was solid and aligned, and sand almost like silk

There was this sentence written
All over me
Symbols and letters flaming lurid
As my memories fade away
"The voices of memories are there echoing
and no one there is listening.
The life is nothing, but finding a domain
Where to incept the human nature to grow."

And so there grew mountains from the bottom of the sea
Right before my eyes the light bend along the mountain crest
There I stood, while this world changed in this pantheon
Where the presence created moribund flesh in its closure

The streams flow vivid behind me like the lost winds of mountains
Sounds of coldness vibrate on my skin through all seasons
The singing of cold stone in winter, such a godlike sighs
Such a beautiful music can be seen on any eyes

There is no pressure crushing me
In this sea everything can breathe
The loud music of the waves
Bashing in the shores of surface

After the last wave, surface turned frozen
But in this abysm all remains the same
The crystallized blackness approaches
Depths are bending into the darkness

Paths unknown for a lone traveller
There is no right path to follow
Only depths of emptiness

Cold, but pleasant journey
Towards the awareness
Existence questioned
No one there

-Isth