I can see constellations birth and death.
I cannot love life
On any account
But I envy her persistence
Although it has, like everything, beginning and end
Watching it grow and distort
(Born and grow)
Cycles of the same universe
(Past far)
A dawning twilight within another twilight
An extended end, extended to the end
Induced by the eternal return of time
Neither Alpha nor Omega, just transition
Watching it grow and distort
(Born and grow)
Cycles of the same universe
(Past far)
Repented of this useless futility
Lulled by a constant rebirth
Another opportunity provided by providence
Another opportunity to be wasted, for sure
And your shine, your shine
And your shine, shine
On and on, and on
On and on, on
Breaking this particles of inert matter
To which we might call existence
To regenerate each of these gaps
That can never be filled with hope