Under the firmament
We pray our deity
The one that's within reach
The one we ought to be

Will we ever get bored
When there's so much to see
And how would we get lost
Sailing an endless sea

Our only task is to break,
Grind, cut and scrape
From the pieces to create
Draw, sculpt and shape

Extract the simplest wisdom
From a delicate cut
As deep as you can fathom
Through thick fluids and guts

Under the glance
Of galaxies
The night is full
Of promises

For every line we cross
Is traced under our skin
For every bridge we burn
The ashes lie within

Now walk with us mother
Your ferocious beauty
Gifts us with the power
To claim our destiny

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