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No measures in this sempiternal void

Somnambulate in searing stellar heat

Slow cataclysmic embers,

Sheer luminal presence

Colours like bodies,

So imperious their voice...

Appearing the redeemer, unearthly idol

Writhing pulsating spirit

Nebular silence, a wistful

Spell of the sleepless

colours like bodies,

so menacing their chant...

Sól, you keep a core rife

With souls that burn my skin

Grant me dead water for my sins to dwell

And for dawn, will you leave it here

The nebula onto all

Of us will pray for night no more.

We'll pray for night no more.