In an infinite array of vast black sky
Flies a celestial body, of great magnitude, capable of leveling worlds
And on the tiny world of plebians full of discontent we wonder
How the omnipotent, how the immortals will dictate our lives
Will it be fast, swift and purging?
Or slow, destroyed with fire and brimstone?
The spear in our side, the unpreventable wound is that of curiosity
Wondering, perhaps what will happen to us when this journey expires
And the answer, in this vast black sky, simply is nothing.
Our personal world ends with death, peace and joy nevermore.
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