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Floating imperceptible cinders...

Back and forth a stare over the cosmic veil

As a star is dying nuclear winters' coming;

Oh, entangled earth, distant eyes ablaze

Interweave forever into your hunger

As gravity collapses and light torn asunder

Sowing the seeds,

Then burning the fields

We are burning the fields,

Then sowing the seeds

Nothing lives or dies here,

Just calumnies of matter onto the dark

It slips through our fingers,

Unperceiving the emptiness

We are burning the stellar fields

I rise through debris and the dust

Who is this sun?

I always spoke to the stars

I rise through debris and the dust

Who was this sun?

I always spoke to the stars

Release me from myself,

fading back into the womb,

that stellar, ethereal tomb

just waiting for my moment to matter

and consciousness slept inside the stars

and we must remember that we forgot

there's an immunity boundless ahead of it all

Further, always further from here

These memories are continuing

Ever onward before the dawn

Seeing as time we can't escape

I'm drifting and fading and choking in here

These nightmares are continuing

Aching glimpses always in hiding

I'm begging, begging you for hope

I stumble through the rugged door;

The crater of my being

Watching this heart graciously beating,

Until it beats no more

Interweave forever into your hunger

As gravity collapses and light torn asunder

We are burning the stellar fields...

I rise through debris and the dust

Who is this god?

I always spoke to the stars

I rise through debris and the dust

Who was this god?

I always spoke to the stars

I rise through debris and the dust

Who is this god?

I always spoke to the stars

Debris and the dust...

Who are these gods?

Debris and the dust...

They came from the stars!