Spiral Sea
Tyrants Blood
Now that the light has risen
All will fall into despair
Of the air of Decembers winter
The Southern mountains breathe
Deep warm winds alive
With the rush of wings
The deadly black North
Has fallen black again
So we wait in silent solitude for a shadowed distant bell
God is blind to us as all grows down
The 4 doors have swung wide
Everything rushes to us at once
A warning sounds from the East
To turn our anticipation into devastation
We are one, united in our peril
We fall into a spiral sea and no one will be cast out
No title. No gain
The hexagram I wear will come to an end
No further need for prophecy
The reasoning is now immense
We are as small as swirls of dust
Hanging on a white glaze of air
Into the grip of the solar winds
Life goes on unremembered
Another star, another sun our words are thrown through the wormhole
Time expands and fails
Life tries to orchestrate freedom
But we are truly bound as slaves to the ship of time and earth
She will be our master no matter her own sacrifice
At all cost, when we collide against the edge of the world
Behold the universe, infinite abstraction
Behold the universe, dimensions blend as time unbends
Cradling all of life's creation
Spiraling to its ultimate end
As consciousness streams like jet streams, to the core of a beating heart
Burning euphoria