For us stoned travellers on space’s sharp rim
Descent was meaningless
Neither here or there
Irrelevant colours of coruscating fire
Were nothing through times dead eye
Fragments of a dis-associated past.

Our drugs took their toll
Immersed in a cosmic flow
We stood still and impassive
As humanity blew its last chance
At a universal redemption
Yet another time flow

Are you tired yet my love my humanity
Weary with the mantle of times unforgiving cloak
For our angels and demons fall from above
Wings afire, smoking plumes of destruction
No fear now they hold for us
For we are death incarnate
An apocalypse for a dying age
To destroy in sweet sheets of flame
All held dear in principles of delusion
For we are your death
We are your desire
We are your pain
We are your personal hell
We are your oblivion

Who but we
Can read the mandela of the stars
See the secret deep in your eyes
Who but we
Can walk on imprisoned in a future of present and past
Of a time without hope
In an age without reason
Seekers of an unknown knowledge
It was you who sealed our fate…

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