Transcend the Void Lyrics

- François Bilodeau -

Deep. Deep is the sea. Deep is the sigh of the crushing waves
against the ebony sand. The thickening atmoshere unravels its
subtle and fiery ether. I drift alongside my warped mind, wandering
across spheres of misty grey. Not an everlasting waft, but a brief
glimpse of eternity.


Winds gather. A smell of storms to come. Ravens flee and I am left
alone with the ever standing trees. My mind is accursed; an
amorphous silhouette stares at me from afar. Feeling the coldness
flow in my veins, I lie down and prepare for the impending events.


Facing the black sky, entering the void, I’m lifted from the moist
ground. A tar-covered mask is gently placed on my eyeless face.
My senses are numb, but my soul is awakening. An unfathomable
sensation is filling my bones, as if the marrow was being substituted
with a new organic entity.


Suddenly, I see.
“Je suis libre! Je diverge de la nécessité corporelle et de la nuisance humaine!”
I’m surrounded by novae and quasars, dark matter replacing every
cell of my being as I become the universe. The last endeavour.


This pale fragment of a spirit slowly floats away from my reach and I
see it disappear among the inescapable effulgence of a billion stars.
The silence is overwhelming; my breathe, a neverending gasp. A
turmoil of insubstantial thoughts gather in an ultimate nebula, the
pinnacle of my existence.


Deep. Deep is the infinity of space.