My weak, slackening body... Shadows, so malicious My own flesh memory... Iridescent miasma of insecurity In that dazzling light... Shaping my retina I can see my own way... To spectral pa**ages... My soundless steps lead Free of corporeality... Eschatological nightmare no more In shining tubular corridors... By strange magnetism I am pulled All earthly I leave behind... Right as you did before My vanishing body... Shadows, so pleasant My own soul memory... Iridescent thread of wisdom In soothing twilight... Of this afterlife labyrinth I go my own way... In spectral pa**ages... Here I find my resting place Free of onerous corporeality... Free of pain, free of stress and fear In shining tubular corridors... I play with gentle magnetism All earthly is so strange to me... Right as you do now