Sounds Of Dark Matter

The signs in these cosmic formations, silently dissolving
Showed me the horror
The ashes of the stellar flesh, above

The darkness took hold of my mind, engulfing its essence
That sight within my soul
Ne’er to be forgotten, always to be reborn… anew

In decades absolved, I gave birth to the night
While the pictures all flake into one blurring sight
The existential voids now converge and absorb
The reluctant spheres pregnant with a new life
The game is renewed, the pawns are breeding
Torn to pieces in motion
The board is shattered, the mask is torn
All rules are broken, perverted
The die has been tossed, the game is already lost 

In circles I run, and the way has no end
Downwards, nightbound,  I fall, I rise
The primordial storm is blowing my way
Breaching the vault
I cannot die

The signs in these cosmic formations
A coveted truth, a yearning
The arising of shining particles
That bear no hope nor fear