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A celestial path that worlds cling to

Over the blackened horizon they go

To leave the light

To leave the light

To leave this blinding light

To leave the light

Looking to the dark infinity

Where chaos swirls endlessly

And worlds clinging to what they know

Blinded by the ever slightest of change, they go

To leave the light

To leave the light

Through the weaving paths of time

The stars have found their way

But like the oceans, creeping closer up the shore

Their paths grow closer, and soon their fires will cross

Their forms will pull the other’s fabric and tear at its dying

Existence

The flow of fire draws near

And solar flares erupt

The winds of oblivion fear no flame

The final essence of ancient primordial rage

Like chariots riding into battle

Whose horses no longer obey, running wildly

And deeply afraid

The brightest star in the night sky

Slowly moves into the fire and loses energy, taken hastily

A darkened body moves so near

It hides its partners glowing sphere

Growing endlessly, killing willingly

Behind, the light begins to show

A gold corona starts to glow

Now it cannot hide, when the worlds collide

Why does this beauty now appear

Since the end is pulling near

Glowing wastefully, dying regrettably

I see the movement of the stars as they grow closer to the end of their long lives

The glowing fires start to pull like reaching hands taking everything that they can

And as the matter starts to break and crumble, as if fleeing from the destined path

The dust and ice now rises up into the sky and flies from gravity’s firm grasp