Shapes And Shades - Omnium Gatherum

Soaring over the black nights sea

Dressed with white garments of light

Eyes keen on the promise

-so, I have returned-

There is no real chance

I’d ever run out of bombs

And indeed

I can behave as wished

When I wish

Seen the lighthouse of the promise

Promised to keep

Yet the light is moving

It is moving away from me

But i am not even trying to catch it

Eventually

It will come to me

Not here to

Harm

Worship

Break

Submit unto

You

Here to love you

Until-and over the end

There are forms of worms

Trying to seize it all

And they keep failing and falling

'cause the garden is sealed

From there with ill-

Will

As the crossing over happens

Without smile or tears

Leave every-thing behind

Our ultimate goal