Prelude

Rage, muse, beneath a cloudless cover
soundless fury
endless breath

Sing such as earth can never hear
how love and death draw near
the music of the spheres

You are the star that laughs
You are the sun that wrinkles into death

Beneath you, muse,
your chanting tongue,
I am but young

You are a burning
that burns in my mouth
You are the fire
and I am cold light

You are that dying windy breath
in all I see and never say

When I am inside you,
I am the nothing