Walls from Siste Lys by Ingrina
Tracklist
| 2. | Walls | 3:42 |
Lyrics
If souls can dwell in real bodies, then laws, beliefs and certainties might spread in between them. Walls
appear physically and mentally after such a long time, a time emptied of its landmarks. Walls made out of
steel and fear are being raised all over a drying land that was supposedly doomed to a damp and green
chaos. Instead of a wild and blooming splendor, this land got designs, thoughts, strategies, from the forces
of a dry reason. Lives are slowing down their pace, and soon their bodies will be shaped equally. A few of
them realise a window of potential and elation is being closed by the magnetic strengths of sociability.
Their insurrection, this fabric of air, feathers and thirsty fires, is randomly poping up like mushrooms of
flames. A spur party, an ephemeral bliss, finally buried by tons of dry and cold sand coming from
stringent skies. Then, after all the flames have been thoroughly choked, a last light is feeding the skins,
for the very last time, through the bars of a shadowing civilization, before the sun definitely dies out.
