A fiery soul's motion. Inside a vibration never seen. Fragments from our existence. Cosmic instruments released. . I travel mathematical events. The mind's space in centre.
Born in the auroral arc's centre. with eyes reflecting its sublime ways. A splendid vision to enter,. robed in the semblance of beams in haze. It enlights his eternal questioning.
An extension of the theories. Gravitates across the seas. Changing the accepted terms,. But still it only confirms. That it is as equal close (or far).
[Music & Lyrics: Vintersorg]. . from a far existence a phantom came. to gibe and curse the mortal.. Abhorrent was its bleareyed glance. wich petrified everything, even the wind..