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2004-02-25 | |
Forever lost in this void,
Even the light stopped trying,
There's no escape from such convulsion,
It's an event horizon, there's no motion.
Swirling paradoxes in a loop,
Ancient grave of a desperate time,
Cursed to infinity I swoop,
I found the nest of God, it is my crime.
Crowned a nomad in my creed,
Too many gods I've been praying,
So big is the price of my greed,
A sudden end of my jihad, no more dying.
Banned from the heavens for trying,
Stuck on this glowing edge I'm crying,
Infinity is now my boat, eternity's my sail,
I am alone, spinning in my white jail.
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