Enciphered III

Cursing the monstrosity
 That has been building up within me
 Hearing the silence of the black
 Whining rapidly, facing the wet walls
 Cornered by the pointing shadows
 Drown in a vast ocean of obstacles
 In a room of three walls
 With a blinding light underneath my feet
 Is this my shadow or am I its servant?
 Craving a painful smile
 In a child's face lost its wrinkles
 Praying in silence; would it be ever heard?
 Walls of the trinity
 Walls of the anarchy
 Ideas flow through my mind as I afflict through time
 A time that is about to be no more
 Hopelessly hanging into the shattered star dusts
 Tugged by its leash, and mentally frozen
 Surrounded by the bright agitation
 Kneeling me down into submission
 The sound of time is the pulse of my heart
 And it arouses the clock's gears
 Is this my shadow or am I its serpent?
 Craving a painful smile
 In a child's face lost its wrinkles
 Praying in silence; would it be ever answered?
 Walls of the trinity
 Walls of the anarchy
 Each corner is striving for attention
 Like a theatre of operations
 Pushing against those bricks of guilt
 Time is consumed by this asylum
 The light house guides me back into my archetype
 And now all the doors are shut and disappeared
 Resting at the corner of peace
 This defines the symphony of the unconscious land
 Is it just the walls?