Deafer

This is the object of conscience betraying the thought
 Soothe it with words meaning lies
 Everywhere around turns you blind
 Makes you fake
 Wasted in the desert of time
 Life was/is/shall be a miracle
 Logic drowned directions and consumed the in-between-early-and-late
 You are sand grain of time you stink like water
 You're wide as the atom
 You are nothing and pray to nothing
 The axis can not hear but I'm listening to you
 Gone pale forgotten
 Nullity obvious error
 I cannot hear but I listen to you nobody nonentity
 Useless void essence forced
 I cannot hear but I listen to you an echo for the deaf slow radiant
 Shock dull tired an echo for the deaf
 Betray the thought I cannot hear but I listen to you
 Forsake desert tell again against against
 I cannot hear but I listen to you