High in the architecture
Something's moving
Unrecognisable spirit
Dislocated
It's the wrong climate
No humidity
Humming humidity
It's fate belongs to another time
Another place
Projections on fallen masonry
Ghosts of a once pagan place
Standing empty
I stand empty
Dead echoes don't come back
His stopped cut out
Fuck you
Nothing ever happens
Unbelieving no one's receiving
A vessel filled
Held and spilled
Nothing
A trace from another time
Another place
It's simple
You don't exist
You can't possess me
You lose on a technicality
High in the architecture
Something's moving
Nothing
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