The sun will never set upon our horizons again
My keen mouth doesn’t pour for souls of ghostly fortunes
Intending to dissolve my fragmented distortions
I’ll shine in the light where I pray to die
Evaporate into mystic beings that will capture you in the dark
Before you sore me with catastrophic stars
Burning in the light I shall be
For flaming on the other side of life is alive
Than picking at sinful scabs without light
The sun will never set upon our horizons again