The Sojourner - Pagan

Cloaked with the Aura

Of the seething stars yet to shine…

I emerge from the depths of the abyss of time

To be caught in a stalemate with the reality

To leave the warping paradoxes of dying light

Behind

To offend the principles of the universe

To break through into anther life

The longing, to possess the will

To bend the space

To bend the time…

In synce with the pulsar

The bleeding star that once was I

I reborn from the very essence of stars

To offend the principles of existance

So I’m mere Sojourner

In your present state of time…