As the woman turns.

[Division Bell]

The end is near, exploding effect without cause

Our shadows are dancing off-rhytm on the walls

Her insecurites blatantly cast reflections in a lifetime

But the dandruff in her black hair turns to a nightsky

In my eyes, she's the definition of heartless gore

Perfection, stained by flaws, the rain starts to pour

Her disease is incurable, spreading itself to every continent

Syndromes are constantly trying to prove their dominance

The oceans revolt against the land as the world shakes

Seas are boiling and houses collapsing to earthquakes

Virgins scream, flames bursting from wedding gowns

Their babies born with their eyes turned inside out

Demons rise in form of waves to show who's inferior

The present is loose and we focus on hard material

We look ahead, our past is leaving fast and easy

Hour glasses freezing, the last hour passes freely

Ripping the symbiosis, cirrhosis and prophets devotion

The end is here, frozen in motion by every emotion

[Yelekiah]

smeagol needs to step in here and take a look at this quote

But the dandruff in her black hair turns to a nightsky

Turning something ugly into something beautiful so effortlessly. I applaud you.

Syndromes are constantly trying to prove their dominance

Nice personification.

The end is here, frozen in motion by every emotion

I like the prose. Keep up the good work.

[Division Bell]

Thank you Yelekiah, who is the Smeagolfella?Friend of yours?