bring forth the light to raise coloniesnin a single cleansing breathndon't sleep my queen the sun rises one less time than it will setnnow overhead the stars that guided our forebears have turned to dustnand underfoot the churning framework of this earth succumbs to rustnbring forth the lightnthese footsteps take precedence as the traffic sounds fadenand this city's lungs has purged their last breathnI'm a captive of the curb before the wolves in waitnwhere i pledge myself to uncertaintynfrom this shattered breaking pointneach new step must endnnothing short of the sadists that absorb ?nin search of that fleeting adversity of a merciless emptinessnthat used to possess mennso i'm following stardustnwhat's left of the twilightnto get to that last jagged linento the edge of the earth by the date of my birthnafter 26 years I'm reclaiming what's minentake in the thinning airnpart with a cleansing breathntake in the thinning airnpart with a cleansing breathnncolonies collapse under their own weightndrifting all across more dead desertsndreaming the souls of the essence of our hostnwe post colonies overlooking the abyssnwhere we share the dream of the dispossessednnon a pilgrimagenspanning these vast spilled remainsnchasing visions, in a ritual of namesnwith no stars to followna jagged map etched in bonen??n?? of overtonenlet the lifelong procession of shadow commencenthis is the start of something; here begins:nthe end of the greatest lienhenceforth, i deny that i exist