The whirl that drew my inner flame Apart the surface light Comes weak around its fading aim As we replay the daily game Escapeless for tonight, We never caught the abyss air But fell to break our fate, I curse all of these loves unfair That bloom at nothing but despair Pervading through the gate, I long for steep to stand onhigh Unknown to downer souls, To call a day we’re off to fly While our illusion passes by Among our virtual walls. 1997 декабрь 5