He is night, all flashing eyes,
He does not speak, only spins
Unaware of the chaos he creates
Beyond his little universe.
Round and round he turns
Sun in dark heart
Glowing soul that puts spectra to shame
Turn, Ouroboros, turn.
Do you see overmorrow
Is it all dust and starlight?
Has time stretched out to eternity yet?
Or are you outside of it,
Ever present, ever seeing
With Cimmerian, deep eyes
Glowing in the vacuum
Can you taste more than yourself?
Can you hear more than your heartbeat?
You are as familiar as my own and;
Humanity does not become you.
I dream of your light.
I am caught in the circle of your forever.
I am now night.