the depths have graves
let me sing you their names
as i hum
they’re already coming for me
as i retreat
they’ll come ready to de-seed
but i left it all between the constellations
and they’ve begun blooming with my inclinations

the sole commander
in battle dress
opening and closing black holes
snapping fingers quake
and quasars crumble and burn down earths
have you seen the blue depths?
they say worship is for devils
that only beg for death

the fullness of a scope
still can’t fill their visions
hoping for a crystal so clear
but they will always find a mirror
so drink the neptunian waters
and the delusions will give you more than hope
visions to play with
until one gives you a real door

re-marking the obsidian with sigils
cracking into and through
lighting the darkness as i open my lips
prince of hell in response sings so lovely
but you can’t have any of this
now turning into the monster i know so well
come on dear, tell me
after i destroy time, what am i to receive?

love has its places
and you try to place them
placate them, don’t hate them
but your jewelry is not appealing to me
the dirt under your nails
i’ll clean them
so tell me
whose the sole commander?

i swallow a star
this thief with the bravado of wings
has swallowed a star
my soul has its own inclinations
i defy your gods
i have no gods
this traveler runs with the moon
dancing through constellations

the charms of an old love story
halts your journey
how can one live on the light of another?
how can the cold be warmed by another?
gravity pushes and pulses
the charms of an old love story
calms your hurry
i will never be a moon, no one will be my sun