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Across the vein of night

There cuts a path of searing light

Burning like a beacon

On the edges of our sight

At the point of total darkness

And the lights divine divide

A soul can let its shadow stretch

And land on either side --

either side.



And balanced on the precipice

The moment must reveal

Naked in the face of time

Our race within the wheel

As we hang beneath the heavens

And we hover over hell

Our hearts become the instruments

We learn to play so well.



Wealthy the spirit that knows its

own flight

Stealthy the hunter who slays

his own fright

Blessed the traveler who journeys

the length of the light.



Outside the pull of gravity

Beyond the spectral veil

Within our careful reasoning

We search to no avail

For the constant in the chaos

For the fulcrum in the void

Following a destiny

Our steps cannot avoid.



Across the vein of night

There cuts a path of searing light

Burning like a beacon

On the edges of our sight

At the point of total darkness

And the lights divine divide

A soul can let its shadow

Stretch and land on either side.



Wealthy the spirit that knows its

own flight

Stealthy the hunter who slays

his own fright

Blessed the traveler who journeys

the length of the light.



In a spiral never-ending

Are we drawn towards the source

Spinning at the mercy of an

unrelenting force

So we stare into the emptiness

and fall beneath the weight

Circling the Nexus in a

fevered dance with fate --



Wealthy the spirit that knows its

own flight

Stealthy the hunter who slays

his own fright

Blessed the traveler who journeys

the length of the light