An impassioned riot of flame
Sends terror like bolts of lightning
Scouring the cosmos of all Earthly sound
Those mortals deem the rantings of acrasia
That which illuminates the heavens
And petrifies men with ears that pry
In Otherworldly business
But there is no light
Without shadow
And would life exist if there were no conceivable Alternatives?
Wrenched from the sky, the glorious refuse
Of that which haunts human phantasms
Plummets towards terra firma
Sends terror like bolts of lightning
Scouring the cosmos of all Earthly sound
Those mortals deem the rantings of acrasia
That which illuminates the heavens
And petrifies men with ears that pry
In Otherworldly business
But there is no light
Without shadow
And would life exist if there were no conceivable Alternatives?
Wrenched from the sky, the glorious refuse
Of that which haunts human phantasms
Plummets towards terra firma
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