Paroles de Nothing Deserves Worship
Weak frothOf ever dying
Light
Riding the brain
Of tumultuous
Darkness
There!
Midst whirling galaxies
And faltering stars
I tear through
The dying universe
Towards the birth
Of all
Alone
There!
Midst whirling galaxies
And faltering stars
I tear through
The dying universe
Towards the birth
Of all
Alone
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