Theia - Necronautical

She spoke to us

No longer as sons

The petulance of our youth

Had long since eroded away

But still she embraced us

Locked in her crystalline breast

Despite billions of years

All in the making of men

Now as an agent of change In a stagnant existence

I forge my own path

Away from that foxed contentment In great meandering loops

Across all that was known

Building momentum forwards I breached the veil

I could taste the edge of verything

The undiscoverd country lay before me

Yielding open

Yet inexorably I was drawn back

The impression of those hands on mine

Still as fresh then

As all that I chose to block

And then all was made clear to me

With savage revelation

Still trapped in those designs

Was the release I sought

To own my future I had to punish my past

I pissed my name

Into your ashes

And all your work

Has been undone

What you began

I have completed

I burned our home

Though all I’ll ever be is you

I am the master of my own destiny

But all I’ll ever be is you

I am the master of my own fate

But all I’ll ever be is you

Theia…