Impulse - Circle of Contempt

I was born into a world with unstructured souls

I’m done to justify to the supreme

Searching the way to be distinctive in a place that’s deprived

Forms are spread out within this collective consciousness

I regain faith while the torment is scouring my insides

Distinguish these thoughts from the rejected ones

Collide the obstruction and deliver a solid path to find the ethereal place of

my own

The veil of this delusion has been torn, trying to reveal…

Subliminal threat grows inside these reflections we share

The creation weakens but the core encapsulates in

The veil of this delusion has been torn

Trying to reveal the paradox in front of me

Trying to reveal the paradox