I drifted naught but idle and astray Pondering the structure, architectures of the grey That surrounded, permeated was in shapeless ways Wandering, wondering, I watched with inward gaze
I contemplate Is this a template for a world to be?
I envision a sun A solar pylon To spin a new paradigm upon Worn from the awareness that to distance I adhere Tired of ambling through naught but aperture
Sky I feel thy calling I sense thy primal need to feel form Pulse from new soil; new worlds in waiting Thus I reach inside Unhinge heart and mind And grant thee Life
In the fury of Dawn I will not desist The incineration of my mind, thought and intent Will birth the All
My hands reach under skin to bone Every molecule of every muscle, neural glow I spread thee through darkness, formlessness, so thou may grow Fan out into frames to drape the building blocks of being
Spheres reel violently and ignite in the dark Embryonic solar systems light up the stark
Now derived from the sun The ages begun The quotient and the sum I've become Ire Kindle new fire Let cosmoses thrive
Void Thou art no longer devoid Of shape, time, nor conscious process For now suns sear aeons in waiting Breathing cold no longer Merely promise
I bleed worlds My flesh made worldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
