Panspermia Lyrics

Trails of vivid light,
Towards an incandescent accumulation of matter,
Constantly converge.
Echoes of fossil breath, dim the thin stratum
Of vital elements shivering in the confusion.
Sporadic structures congregate in vast scapes,
Torn by currents deriving from viscid liquids.

Massive stones and acid lakes,
Cold and still: Inanimate.
Crimson Waters, inducing life.
Threatening moon, convulsing tides.
Benevolent satellites in suspension.

Now bow to the moon, embrace the light, open your mind.
A fertile ray scorches the seas, poking the Earth.
Holy decay is imminent.

Pull your eye ball out of your head,
Let it soak up, all acid lakes.
Has your itchy synapse faded,
Now that the pain has reached the apex?
Could you hear your groans,
Would you even care to do so?

None will know you've seen beauty,
In the core of their burrowed essence.
Hold your breath and bathe,
For the last time in this mire.
Your departure will be seen
From the edges of light and time.

Gather their roars, whimpers and hopes,
Gather their bones, fibers and molds.

Turn your tongue in your mouth,
Then carefully chew it all and swallow down.
Synthesize its marrow.
Crush your body to infinity,
Let yourself become a mere idea.

You are the messenger inside,
You will resolve the absence of self in self.
You are ripe, thus can leave this crust;
You will resolve the absence of bliss, one day.

Like benevolent satellites in suspension,
You just float all by yourself, In the cold lonesome ether,
Searching every single corner
Your one eye could have seen In this vast expanse of existence beyond all reach.

Trails of light in the sky,
Constantly converging.