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
