The Process of Farmakon - Skepticism

Nothing - Skepticism Slowly Came to stand still Joyrney Reached the end Here Is Nothing To be found Came all the way To Find Nothing Nothing Nothing...

The Organium - Skepticism First stairs down The galleries of chaos Organized structure A hall of Sweet images Smooth marble The huge pipes Of Organ metal Blew s

The Falls - Skepticism The first spring gliding Through the woods of velvet Wanderer still And the road moving The second spring falling Down the rough face of

The Darkness plain and fertile A breeze flame scented and warm Would set a forceful glow Sparks from the anvil As high as a throne Hammers from heights Brows wi

The edge of a forest went shallow in twilight The edge of a blade drew a line with a clue The edge of a cliff to sharp for crossing The edge of the world still