It's in the whirlpool, where matter vanishes
degenerate star, arm of orion
an iron sun, the forbidden circle
it's a mountain, it's a black horizon
Heavy metal, black and silver
falling matter of the sun
folds itself into a place
where there was never, never one
By starlight, the heaviest horizon
magnetic mirrors, scattered body slow(?)
a chaos of metal, river of fire
unlighted crossing(?) (the countless) blue and glows(??)
Heavy metal, black and silver
falling matter of the sun
folds itself into a place
where there was never, never one
Falling matter, from the cross
freedom that was never lost
beyond the end, we'll be coming
beyond time, space and control
Direction - sun light
creation - done right
foundation - before the einstein grips the night
spans a river - star light
become tired - damn right
world - i love darkness
without end - and i love light
Heavy metal, black and silver
falling matter of the sun
folds itself into a place
where there was never, never, never, never one