Theory of Everything

ledworldnuke's picture

The sky breaks in thunder-blasts; this is the receiving, the hollowed storm
Our universe spins in prismatic dreams
And we can’t help but hold our breaths for the collision with the sun
This is the theory of everything, the finality of our broken world
So close your eyes beautiful dreamer, close your eyes beautiful lovers
Forget the sky, forget the sky
All that matters is the kiss, all that matters is the dream
The only “everything


Tjedza's picture



out of my mind... back in 5 minutes.
i'm not afraid of death, i just dont wanna be there when it happens.