Sanctuary - Sons Of Seasons

I can’t think of simple questions*

asking for where we are speeding to.

I’m floating on unseen rivers,

on pulses of light,

while trying to hide

sincere emotions.

This is my sanctuary,

The place where I hide

in secrecy.

Neglecting those I love,

feeling hypnotized.

The two-dimensional gates,

that’s where I feel alive.

My hereabouts unknown,

anonymous ID.

Wherever I do roam

the day is the enemy.