In The Point Between Genius & Insane

Fear of blank canvas
First rows and nothing
Mind is searching boundaries
Images, colors, tones, movement
Heavenly flavors
Organic dreams

Thought is only the brake
Time is only enemy
All this is trapped inside
My brain, reaching above the
Ceiling of knowledge
Opened third eye

The hardest part
Is to stop trying
The hardest part
Is to let it flow

I find the purpose for this nonsense
Find the meaning for the existence
Spectrum in blackness
Brilliance in madness
Beauty in grotesque
Joy through pain

I find the purpose for this nonsense
Find the meaning for the existence
Spectrum in blackness
Brilliance in madness
Beauty in grotesque
Divinity in everything

Travel to perfection
Search of the limit
Forever closer
Never reaching

In the point, right before the full circle
I unleash the power, I create
Chaos under tight control
Eternity in my hands
I release my innermost