These perfect colours
Fill the skies
As a monument
An ending told

Escape this dream

In a world of Nocturnum
An exercise in ignorance
Without, fiction, promise, addiction

I see the flaws in it's entirety
An understanding

A flame pushing heat against rain

Time against self, and day against night
Time against self, and day against night

This silence all too real, a reminder

Without fiction or dream
As it waits in the distance

All of time, all the infinite time
As it haunts it's creation

Always follow the vision

Lying through silence

Everlasting time