The crest light of divinity will never shine nContemporarily refined through a catastrophic hell nBuried deep within the blood of traditional revolution nA distrust to decipher man's evolution, nnThe future never known nA black hole of undivine nature for destruction of heresy nThe stellar cycle about to be sucked into the imploding dark nstar to resurface an early cycle of man for a new millenium nnClosure begins in collapse, nDissolving into the raven giant nWe are timeless...within damnation nOuter descent thrown into a reversal of extinction nnNo emotion within this promise of damnation nOn sorelines of the perverse nThe Armageddon of prophecies unfold nThis threshold of an event horizon nnCollapses into a closure of negative density nLook past the stories of life nLook beyond these lies of a garden of delight nThe serpents tale is only beginning of this interstellar rebirth nnHell's cold fire nBegin a cycle reborn nDevouring of utopia nAttain within non-escape nnHaste to collide with this transitional barrier that makes a dead man free nThe cold ground is a warm death that leaves the personal idea of dying a lonesome rebirth nGrasp towards the sky from within this depression nAs mountains of scattered head stones lay nnA far worse burial stigma becoming the inquisition nThe black heart of cold faith nBare this cross a tranquil agnostic epitaph nThe delivery of a condemned ideal nnThe veil closes its swollen eyes from above nThis bitter evocation sealing the blackness of love