1. ASCENDANT

Beckoning, the abyss roars behind
All-consuming nexus of might
Falling, observing am I
Ascending, transcending space and time
Traversing the deafening divide
I soar towards the gateway inside

Therein storm long-confined
Elements, chaos, and light
Seething for aeons bright
A thousandfold intensified

Mortal flesh cast aside
Eternity before my eyes
Passing through the paradigm
I behold, but dare not describe


2. TO FATHOMS THE STARS

The midnight heavens whisper in tongues of ancient light
Their sources now transfigured through aeons long gone by

Innumerable worlds with atmospheres untold
Frigid peaks and landscapes, volcanic afterglow
Waters encircling with stirrings of life
Proliferations that gradually give rise

The stars attended by their creations
Harnessed by elder civilizations
Forging the cosmos through splendrous ruination
Sowing their substance for distant generations

Stars die, worlds form, life arises and falls

The galaxies in their billions, spirals and spheres
With wings of woven stars inclined to cohere
Structures of sidereal light merging as one
With myriads of alien worlds awakening, orbiting their suns

Within this existence and cosmos so vast
We are nothing, as is our past
Observing their motions and workings from afar
With reverence, with worship, with wonder, I fathom the stars


3. LIGHTLESS, LIFELESS

Absolute cold
Unending nonexistence
Desolate spaces
Forsaken and hopeless

Immensity boundless
Sightless and soundless
Lightless, lifeless
Unfathomable nothingness

Colossal cosmic desert
Void vacuum of night

With no trace of origins
Descendants of consciousness
Still search for answers
Looking to empty skies

Adrift in blackest of oceans, the waning islands of light
Have departed all horizons, forever out of sight

Immensity boundless
Sightless and soundless
Lightless, lifeless
Unfathomable nothingness


4. VEILS

Hollow and fated, existence obscures
The prefabricated illusion of will
There are no saviours, and death is ensured
Every thought instilled

Hope is fruitless and purpose is blind
Drawing veils over our eyes
Over nothing our choices preside
We are born and we die

Where the seas meet the skies
Between the trees and mountainsides
I may breathe, may resign
The stifling dream may subside
But clarity returns with time
All of this will fade from sight

Sentenced to serve, our futures await
Not that we deserve to deviate
Follow the herd, do not be afraid
The release of death unravels the way

Illusions of will, our thoughts are instilled
Existence obscures, death is ensured
With veils over our eyes, we are born and we die