The Cube

I crossed the threshold And now the dim to a light Has opened to see No walls, no ground No more part of my body My body Fear, attractive and spirited I see a sparkling in the distance It begins to draw nearer Going to take me I turn myself toward the door And each shut the light fades away During a full moon the fall The being is now near It's a kind of crystal hue I'm able to overcome its attraction A touch is imminent None of the physical phenomena begin Surrounding The being is now near It's a kind of crystal hue It's a kind of crystal hue It's a kind of crystal hue My material being Flash shows me my parents Their divinity over my dead body