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The cause of a crumbling structure to reanimate itslef,

lies in a part of our moral cortex that makes serotonine flow

Hunted by the laws of reason,across the plains of the human unconscious

Captured by the Greater Art,imprisoned in its sickend hallways

Each and every turn i took led me

into a work of unbearable wonder

and by this haze and this dizziness,i stumbled and fell by realitys treason

The Stendhal Syndrome progressively alters my mind

enforcing madness,melting away what is mine

The Stendhal Syndrome progressively alters my name

into an illegible glyph, absorbed from my I to tame

This duality inside my head creates a war that enhances myself

At one side a binary Logic and on the other a Near-Deathly grasp

Bursting in my inner tomes of knowledge erases all that is to know

In this state i barely keep wondering how far i've reached away from the Finite

The visions in me or me in the visions

The greater the Art, the deeper the depth i sunk

Whirling,Whirling and ecstatically turning

a world i once knew,into a new psychotic joke

The Stendhal Syndrome progressively alters my mind

enforcing madness,melting away what is mine

The Stendhal Syndrome progressively alters my name

into an illegible glyph, absorbed from my I to tame