VOIDWARD, I BEND BACK

Voidward, I walk Voidward, I crawl From a moon-swing man that's glowingly volatile Voidward, I fall Voidward, bending Ending, ending The sun-swing burns like fire of the ghost Ash nights impending I'm bending back into the void My eyes staring up into black Like a foreign film flickering with forked tongues Four wheels of sleep Nine eyes of sleep Four wheels of sleep Six wings of sleep Of sleep, of sleep