Words suck, and so do our sober thoughts br While articulated, they make no fucking sense br They can't cut the brain's Gordian knots br The odd equality shatters the verbal fence br br Hearts lie, they ache and tend to break br While bodies age, hearts never get older br Too frigid when our present is at stake br They cool down fast without getting any warmer br br Souls freak, too claustrophobic into a corporal cage br Hindered from flying up and away by force of gravity br They never care if it's a closing or an opening stage br Forming the same circle regardless of a lethal calamitybr br Aram Stefanianbr br