.Soaring with eyes,
Where morning never comes
And the eternal black
Melts with infernal suns.
Creator of creators,
Rip me from this breathing shell
With the wisdom of origin
To wear your cosmic skin.
With me I am my own,
And in all I am within,
I travel the astral dep.
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