Of No Light - Blaze of Perdition

Maybe we are the stars indeed

Gloriously burning with this stolen flame

Conceited in the streams of the self

To warm us up in our cold microcosmos

To find reason where there is none

And create the truth

Where even lie does not exist

To conform, adapt to the universe

That was never built for us

To conform, adapt to the universe

That does not care

Like every star we shall crumble

Under the weight of our own

And no shockwave shall follow

But merely a spark of dying hope

To kindle another flame

Another one to shine up high

And to wane

Over and over again

Paralyzed in blissful catatonia

I submit myself to this cosmic fate

Of constant fall from grace

Endless leap of faith

I refuse to know

What cannot be known

I reject wisdom of the earth

Over and over again

Only then I shall truly fly

Only then I shall truly burn

Wingless angel of the smokeless fire

Forever concealed, forever close

Host and parasite conjoined

In the cord of universal spine

Serpent coil, squirming in the trunk

of the tree of life

Deeper and deeper

I’m falling.

I’m drowning

And no one is coming

And nobody knows

I am the victim of

The curse of constant fall

Always deeper down

The tunnel of no light

We are but fallen stars

Hopelessly trying to rekindle the flame

Lost in the streams of the self

Yet it shall not warm us up

And reason shall not be found

Peace, comfort, reconciliation

Were never meant to come

Come for us

Like every star we shall crumble

Under the weight of our own

And no shockwave shall follow

But merely a spark of dying hope

To kindle another flame

Another one to shine up high

And to wane

I am the victim of

The curse of constant fall

Always deeper down

The tunnel of no light