Mania from Via Negativa by Black Shine Fever

As we pull you towards us with a golden rope
and dream of you in the mirrors of aberration,
where the only solace is the dismay of the passage
because as soon as you'll wake you'll lay your eyes on us,
like nooses over our heads.

Oh Mania,
oh Mania dream, dream of all of us,
Oh Mania,
pray that your dream is lucid enough.

You would have burned these fields after the anxious sowing,
like a cruel mother devouring her own sons.
Cobwebs like eyelashes beat to the rhythm of a feverish light,
lives that stream as a prelude to the tarantula's bite,
like nooses over our heads.

Oh Mania,
oh Mania dream, dream of all of us,
Oh Mania,
pray that your dream is lucid enough.

Pray so that you can take us with you someday.
We all walk on the rope of a memory
that tells a great story,
make it so that the ending be happy.

Shadows dangling from the branches of nervous waking
'till the wheel shall stop,
but when shall it, oh Mania?
Maybe the day your head will explode
and with it all the paths of men?

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