Floating patterns of no coherency, none needed
From behind the chapel of dreams came imagery
From another world
The left for a brighter star
A new home called "now"
Womb - death - dawn
Follow seafarers on an ocean of silence
Remaining humanoid shells, a distant thought
The chasm between truth and flesh paved
With bricks from secret cities
Entering linear orbit
Crushing the foundations of divided times
Suns reflected
Convoys...
Convoys to...
Convoys to nothingness...
