Toadstool Journey

Invite me to your world of opposites

In harmonic anarchy of the physics

At the stage of no worries

Nothing matters that much you see

A room for a thouhgt yet no hallways to get through

And even if too afraid to take a step back or forth

No use for doors or locks as you end up from were you left

There is no time

An hour can be a week depending on what you seek

An inch by inch into the gloom of deep

Do not point a view since there might be no coming back

Do not loose the grip or you'll return in black leather sack

Keep your head and stick with it... Do not lose the grip

Master of deception, a prankster of will...

Master of deception, let him to lead, let him to fill...

Master of deception, a maiden riding on hairy pig

Master of deception, it just seems so, you're not that sick

In case of "true" or "false", perspective ain't your friend no more as

The trusted one has deceived, all changed from what was before

Riddles teasing the brain itching from within

One more clever than the other...cracks up, making insane