Glance at the Horizon

We call upon the insubstantial entities
Whose radiant glare deprives from
The spirit. Yon, the ones the eye can barely
Follow, Yon whose rapid ceasing resembles a fiery spark
Descending back into chaos, at a flaming horizon
Raise ye countenance — ye reminiscence
Will be preserved
Brandish out of nights calderas
Until the soaring silhouette treads upon
The unclean planet
Glance at the horizon
It draws back as we approach
Brandish out of nights calderas
Until the soaring silhouette treads upon
The unclean planet
Glance at the horizon
It draws back as we approach
Tear not at the earthly gyves of the globe
Revolving in delirium, existence in an ellipse
Churning, pelting, devouring
Glance at the horizon
It draws back as we approach