When the yellow dies
under the velvet thoughts.
Blood-bubbles nestled the in thorns.
I have travelled through suns,
and the darkness of the end.
Now I surrender to the void,
and join with the pulse
of the universe.
There is beauty in
this twisted darkness
raped by the light.
(We were not born to follow)
I tear the skies
with my bare hands
There is no death for me
The world burns
with worms of fire
Sun or animal, star or beast.
Alone all the way to the heart!
I'm free to die when I wish.
I'm born from scarlet songs,
and when the time is right
I shall forever walk alone..
There is beauty
in this twisted darkness
raped by the light..
Worlds end, through
a thousand suns.
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