Nieczęsty to chwyt z mojej strony, żeby zamieszczać na blogu własne teksty (wszak napisałem ich już dla Visionoira kilka), ale tym razem z owego tworu jestem całkiem zadowolony, no i nie wzgardziłbym, gdyby dla odmiany recenzje trafiły bezpośrednio do mnie, zamiast przez pośredników. Ostrzegam, że porządnie się wkurwię, jeśli po tygodniu ciągle będzie zero komentarzy. Miłej lektury. Visionoir "Splendid Isolation" Calm arrived inside, silence spins around Spiders on the walls, moving with no sound Deep down underground, in the place for swines On the floor that's me, tasting brand new dines Thinking and inventing, thought that's rarely seen Thought I've dreamed for always, underrated dream Guess what is my dream after all that I've gone through A dream of separation and never seeing you Stench of meat around, black drops on the floor Homeland for my mind, never needed more Pictures and reflections, floating in this cell Forming into shape, tales I have to tell So this time I'll wait, there's no need to run Here's my sanctuary, light bulb is my sun Guess what is my dream after all that I've gone through A dream of separation and never seeing you Now I'm facing them - memories in me Paralyzing visions, dark visions within Here is where I banish virus from my veins Here is where I'll find all I need to gain Dancing, celebrating in my room of dirt Waiting for ideas, waiting for the birth Guess what is my dream after all that I've gone through A dream of separation and never seeing you