The song that never was

Bathing in muse juice Waking my inner God Setting my soul to embrace the odd Travel in time on a sound of a rhyme End on an age at the flip of the page Birth of a world at the whim of the word And i see myself bleeding from the wounds that i never knew i had Questing my soul in feelings overdose Leaving behind my real illusion i am slowly turning slightly mad Trying to find the song that never was Touching the parallels Squaring circles right Freezing the nine hells Breaking the speed of light Travel in time on a sound of a rhyme End on an age at the flip of the page Birth of a world at the whim of the word Still I am here stranded of the shores of consciousness Watching in awe horizons juxtapose Dipping my sight in pure sensations i'll be lost in muse's warm caress Humming away the song that never was